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Upon seeing Qiao Xiaomai arrive, Yang Hao put away the helpless expression on his face and asked, "Miss Qiao, why have you come?"
"Isn't this my home? Can't I come? Besides, we've been married for so long; why are you still calling me Miss Qiao? You should be calling me Baroness," Yang Ye casually slumped in his chair, unabashedly rebuking his elder brother.
Yang Hao had doted on him like a son since childhood, but they were brothers, not father and son; thus, Yang Hao never had that "strict father" harshness with him—it was always tenderness from beginning to end.
In such an atmosphere, when Yang Ye got temperamental, he'd stop observing the formalities, doing and saying what Yang Zheng dared not.
Facing a rebuke in front of others, Yang Hao's face showed even more helplessness. "What's all this? The first thing I said was just a polite remark, the second—out of habit."