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Yang Dahe was very surprised.

Despite her young age, An Hao could be humble and adaptable, able to retract and release at will.

Then he looked at his own wife, and the more he looked, the more discontented he became. Having done something wrong, she didn’t even have the courage to apologize to someone.

The education he had just given was a complete waste.

"Alright, sit down! Stop standing there poking around," Yang Dahe sat down and pulled Feng Chunhua with him.

The moment her bottom touched the seat, she jumped up with a whoosh, "Mama mia, it hurts so much!"

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Yang Dahe gave her a glare, and Feng Chunhua, gritting her teeth, twisted her body and sat down.

Qin Jian watched her odd posture, and recalling Yang Dahe’s sleeve-rolling action before, he had already figured it out in his heart.