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Gao Dashuai finally realized the reason from Du Yu's words and urged him to drink the hangover tea first, saying, "I thought it was something serious, just this little thing. Can the troubles you've encountered be worse than mine?"
"What?" Du Yu squinted at him.
"I mean, those ultimate pieces of work in your family, in mine, they're at most mediocre. Have you ever met parents who smile to your face but turn around to poison you?"
Listening to Gao Dashuai telling such a hair-raising story so earnestly, Jiang Yan and Du Yu looked at each other.
"Truth be told, the ones who dare to commit criminal acts, we aren't afraid to punish them with the law. It's the nagging kind that frightens me, always like a market aunty, bad-mouthing you and the person you love everywhere, making you want to do something outrageous yourself," Jiang Yan slowly twirled his glass, understanding Du Yu's predicament all too well as someone who had been there.