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"Yes, yes, Young Master, after Fu Zhongchang dies, we can then invite friends and relatives to the mansion to celebrate," several house servants of the Sun Family said, their faces full of obsequious grins.
Xiao Ruo's gaze towards Sun Shouzheng and his son turned icy, her delicate features covered with a look of sudden realization, "I thought this child was your son, I didn't realize he was your ancestor!"
"Haha~~" one of the government officials couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
No, he didn't just fail to hold back, he didn't want to.
How could Sun Shouzheng not see that Xiao Ruo was deliberately taunting him? He was so angry that his face turned bright red. He was about to order someone to deal with her when he met the murderous gaze of the man beside her, involuntarily shivering.
It was like seeing a ghost!