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... ... Dad I'm so sad ... "

In the dim room, Zhao Qihua lay on Zhao Geng's arms and cried out loud.

General Zhao looked at the crying daughter who was sitting on his knees in front of him, his face lying on his knees, and his heart shook. His daughter has always been arrogant and purely proud. When will it be so fragile and sensitive? When he saw his daughter appear here, he couldn't believe that the thin and thin woman in front of him would be his daughter who loved to laugh.

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