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Chapter 1942 Painting a tiger cannot turn against a dog(2/2)

Sun Fuqing looked at his thin daughter and the untouched food...

In the end, Sun Fuqing gave in.

His state suddenly became very decadent.

The voice he spoke was also low and hoarse, "Can I find Li Xingyan so that you can take good care of yourself?"

Sun Qing didn't notice Sun Fuqing's change. Instead, she straightened up slightly and asked, "Dad, is there anything you can do?"

Sun Fuqing said an inaudible "hmm".

Then, he ordered with a serious face, "You have to promise me that you will only meet Li Xingyan once and you won't talk nonsense and make him angry!"

"oh."

"He is not the little kid he used to be now. If he is really angry and disregards his face, even I can't bear his revenge!"

"knew."

"Then after hearing this, you want to gamble again?"

"certainly!"

Seeing Sun Qing's desperate expression, Sun Fuqing suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Why--

Sun Fuqing sighed deeply.

He didn't know whether he sighed for Sun Qing or for himself.

But with Sun Fuqing's promise, Sun Qing could have a good meal.

She was still waiting for a visitor the next day!

Hearing the footsteps, she looked over hopefully.

But the result...

"Why is it you!"

Jiang Motian walked into the ward with a sweet smile.

Then he sat down under Sun Qing's complicated gaze.

When he met Sun Qing's eyes, Jiang Motian tilted his head and asked knowingly, "Are you disappointed to see me?"

That's natural!
Chapter completed!
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