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Chapter 200

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Old Master: "…"

Song Ching-wan: "…"

Selling fish …

You can't even compare to those who dig coal and sell houses!

Also, baby, do you want to die?

How dare you say such things in front of your father!

Don't you know that your father is the most petty person?!!!

"Oh, so I'm just a fish seller."

After some time.

The indifferent and handsome man's thin lips revealed a cold smile. His black eyes stared at the little girl. He narrowed his eyes and sneered.

"Why didn't I know?"

The delicate little girl looked confused. She did not realize the danger at all. She scratched her head and added fuel to the fire with her childish voice:

"Yes, Daddy, why didn't you know?"

Lu Junhan: "…"

Song Ching-wan: "…"

Three seconds later …

Not knowing what she saw, Song Ching-wan's expression changed suddenly. She bent down with a "swoosh" sound —

She picked up the ignorant and innocent little girl, turned around and ran!

As she ran, she said loudly:

"That … brat, brat, calm down! Calm down!! Don't mess around!! "

The indifferent and noble man clenched his teeth and sneered.

He took off the luxury watch on his wrist expressionlessly. He did not even look at it and threw it on the sofa. He said sinisterly:

"Calm down, my foot! I think she needs to be taught a lesson! "

"…"

The little girl was a little angry.

After Song Ching-wan put her down, she turned around and angrily put her hands on her hips. She pouted her little mouth and snorted at the man:

"I didn't say anything wrong. Daddy, why do you want to teach me a lesson? You're just a fish seller. Wuwuwu — "

"…"



Baby, you're really an expert at adding fuel to the fire!

Song Ching-wan was really going to cry this time. She covered the little girl's mouth with her hand. Seeing Lu Junhan's expression become colder, she did not know what to do.

She suddenly turned her head and saw Old Master sitting on the sofa. She shouted anxiously:

"Dad, Dad, why are you still in a daze? Come and help! Do you still want to catch your fish or not?! "

Old Master heard her and quickly got up from the sofa. His tall body blocked Lu Junhan's cold face.

Meeting Lu Junhan's cold black eyes, his usually dignified and solemn face was slightly embarrassed.

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