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The little girl being carried by the man with one hand was completely unaware of the dangerous storm that was about to arrive.
She turned her head, her pitch-black little ponytail swinging lightly.
Blinking her large, clear, black eyes, her tender and crisp little voice cutely asked:
"Daddy, why are you angry?"
"..."
"I know! Do you also think it's not good for that auntie to die there? Li Li also thinks so!"
"..."
"Daddy, where are you taking me?"
"..."
"Daddy, daddy! Why aren't you talking?"
"..."
"Daddy!"
Seeing her father not responding to her, the little girl finally got angry.
Her limbs flailing and struggling desperately in midair, as if trying to show her father a thing or two.
But unfortunately, she couldn't break free from Lu Junhan's grip, and instead, she made herself more upset.
The little loli puffed up her fair, plump face, angrily turned her head, and clenching her little fist, raised her tender voice:
