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nAuthor: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

n“Lord Jue, she’s staring at you,” reminded Tang Yuan kindly.

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n“Okay.”

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nLing Jue’s eyes flashed. She kicked a piece of debris to her feet with 100% accuracy.

nMu Xueling stepped on it. The marble floor and the slippery piece of debris.

nWith a plop, she knelt in front of her father. Due to inertia, she quickly used her hand to support her body.

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nHer palm instantly pressed against the glass shards in front of him. It happened so fast that everyone was dumbfounded when it happened.

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nLing Jue quickly took two steps back and shook her head as she looked at her. It was too tragic.

n“Ling’er!” Ling Zhensheng quickly walked up to her. The old man’s chest hurt so much that he almost passed out.

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nMu Xueling endured the pain, but when she raised her palm and saw the glass shards still stuck in her hand, she immediately cried, “It hurts!”

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nHer tears flowed down immediately. She leaned against Ling Zhensheng’s chest and sobbed softly.

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n“Mom! Are you okay?!” Ling Ying almost cried. Ling Sheng and Ling Xiao quickly surrounded her and looked at Mu Xueling with concern.

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n“Lord Jue, have fun! Hahaha!” Tang Yuan hopped around. It was so much fun.

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nThe marble floor had been dyed red, and Mu Xueling was still sitting on the ground. Her exquisite makeup had been stained by her tears.

n“Quick, call Lian Xi over!” Song Shi hurriedly shouted at the housekeeper. She looked at her daughter with heartache.

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n“Yes, yes, yes!” The housekeeper ran out immediately.

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nLing Jue stood at the side, watching the family panic. Didn’t they call her over to seek justice for his daughter?

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nDidn’t they just want to chase her away?

nAnd now…

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nIt could be said to be very interesting, hehe.

n“Ling Jue, it’s all your fault!” Ling Ying looked at him angrily. She picked up a cup and threw it at him, cursing angrily, “Go to hell! You Jinx! You b*stard!”

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nLing Jue flashed past, dodging her attack.

nThe cup that Ling Ying threw landed on the hanging television. With a bang, the television screen shattered.

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n“Ying’er!” Ling Sheng yelled angrily and glared at her. Why was she so impulsive? Did she think that she could hit Ling Jue?

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nThat kid was very powerful now. He could dislocate his jaw with one hand.

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n“I… Wu wu wu!” Ling Ying burst into tears. A little girl in middle school had harmed her grandfather. Now, her mother’s wound had become like this because she broke the cup. Wu wu wu.. Why was it like this! Sob!

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n“Lord Jue, this little girl is going to die soon. Hahaha, she drank the soup which Mu Xueling increased the dosage of the medicine. She will vomit blood in two days. It’s fun,” Tang Yuan laughed like a little devil. The more unlucky the family was, the luckier Lord Jue was.

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nLing Zhensheng looked at Ling Jue in disappointment. He also felt that this was Ling Jue’s fault. If he had not broken the tea set, Xueling would not have fallen.

nNo one saw Ling Jue kick the piece. They all thought that he broke the tea set, which was why Mu Xueling accidentally stepped on it and fell.

n“Why isn’t Lian Xi here yet?!” Song Shi muttered, looking at her daughter nervously.

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nShe had heard about it when she came. Ling Jue broke the vase at home, and her daughter cut her hand when she went to clean it up. She still hadn’t recovered yet.

nNow, because of this kid, she fell and cut her old wound even deeper.

nBlood kept flowing, and Mu Xueling lay in Ling Zhensheng’s arms, crying.

nThe old man smoothed his chest for a long time. After all, he was an experienced man. He steadied his mind and stood up to change after a long time.

nWhen he passed Ling Jue, his eyes were filled with even more murderous intent than before.

n“Have a safe journey. Don’t fall. You’re getting old. Be careful of your health,” Ling Jue reminded him kindly as she looked at him with a smile.

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