This Is How You Reciprocated

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Xian Guiying's expression turned cold as she looked at Cui Luixian.

Cui Luixian pursed her lip. She knew that Xian Guiying would not kneel even if she died. "Aiya, I forgot. The Young Miss of the Xian Family is someone who has a lot of self-esteem! How can she kneel to me and call me big sister, right? Looks like we have to take this matter into worse."

Cui Luixian looked at the man next to her and said, "Hubby, what if we take this kid to Africa? Or go to India."

Qin Wenqian could no longer cry. Her small body was hanging like a worn-out bag between the man's arms, sometimes struggling as she cried for her mother. However, she could no longer scream and cry.