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ort sleeve. Rong Ling, while distractedly watching Xiao Yi, glanced at Lin Meng with the corner of his eye and naturally saw the many scratches on her body! Seeing this, a cold killing intent flashed...n't want to call him "Father". But there was nothing he could do about Rong Ling. Some things, once done wrong, were difficult to make up for. So, he could only suppress this sour tenderness and arm h...