Not Exactly the Same

The officials standing in the side hall broke out in a cold sweat.

How did this child from an unknown family come to the government office to look for her father?

They were afraid that she would bump into this infuriated Killing God.

Mo Beiyuan, who was still sitting, suddenly stood up and strode out of the side hall.

The officials looked at each other and communicated with their eyes. "No way. Is this Killing God really not going to let a child off?"

"Whose child is this? According to this Killing God's temperament, I'm afraid this family will suffer."

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However, after a while, Mo Beiyuan returned with a pink baby in his arms.

The child was very exquisite. Her small face was soft, and her big black eyes were filled with spiritual energy.

Little Sweetcake was in her father's arms. Her big eyes flickered as she looked at the uncles in the side hall that she did not know. She was not shy at all.