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Hearing this, Qiao Chutian's face slightly changed, "If my mom were alive, she would definitely like Xiaomai."
"Like hell she would!"
The auntie cursed roughly, turned, and entered the princess room, grabbed her bag, and ran down the stairs, clattering as she went.
Qiao Chutian wanted to chase after her, but then he thought about it and let her be.
The auntie ran outside, expecting him to follow. But when she realized there was no movement behind her, she got even angrier, turned back again, and furiously ran upstairs, bursting into Qiao Chutian and his wife's room, huffing, "Xiaotian, do you really disrespect me so much that I have to sleep on a bench outside?"
"Auntie—"
Qiao Chutian disliked it when people just barged into his room, even if it was his aunt, "Could you not enter my room without permission, please?"
"Oh dear, now you're getting picky with your aunt. Fine, I get it, you really don't want me as your aunt anymore. I'm so heartbroken. I'm going to sleep."