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... vate conversation too so he is just being an ass trying to do the exact same thing."

"Seems like dad is taking a silent revenge for himself by making the other person feel the same way," Liang chuckled.

Shrugging her shoulder, Yixi stated, "I don't know about that but he is totally trying to act aloof like all fathers do when they meet their daughters boyfriend for the first time."

"So mum, did grandpa give dad a hard time?" Linyang curiously inquired.

"Of course not ...

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