"I did not!" She was full of confidence!
"These people are really hateful, Uncle Ye, you haven't even recovered yet! And they're bullying us! Just wait, I'll definitely help you get revenge!" Tang Suiyu raised her eyebrows at him confidently.
Ye Gushen didn't know what she was up to, but his intuition told him it wasn't anything good.
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Midnight.
Tang Suiyu opened her eyes. Ye Gushen's hand was still on her waist. She held his wrist, moved it away, and carefully got out of bed.
Huo Jianrong, Chen Yaohui, she remembered these two people!
She picked up her laptop, not forgetting to glance back at Ye Gushen in the dark, though she couldn't see anything.
She left the room and hid in the guest room, sitting cross-legged on the bed.
[Three Years Old but Not: Pretty Boy! Come out!]
[Three-Year-Old Pretty Boy: You said you'd meet me last time. When will you come see me? All the other kids have been picked up and taken home...]
