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Fragment 1 "Dad... I have to tell you something..." Bai Ziyan sat opposite Mr. Bai with an unnatural expression on her face. "What's the matter? If you have anything to do with dad, just tell him. Don't be like this. You can't beat him with eight sticks." What a bold and bold Mr. Bai, Ming Ye spat out the tea he just drank. Seeing this, Ms. Bai quickly handed the handkerchief to Ming Ye. Bai Ziyan's face became even more confused, "Dad, Mom... Ming Ye and I..." Before he finished speaking, Mr. Bai stood up suddenly. Bai Ziyan's face turned pale. Such a big reaction? I must have disagreed... I burst into tears! Mr. Bai paced back and forth, and finally stopped between Bai Ziyan and Ming Ye, "Tell me! How many months old is the child?" "Cough..." Ming Ye sprayed out the water he just drank... Again... Fragment 2' "Shut up!" Bai Ziyan roared and raised her head. Eyes red and swollen from crying stared at Ming Ye fiercely. "Ming Ye! Listen to me! I don't care about your messy little sister-in-law. Your woman is me now. Don't mention anything about your sister-in-law to me. I don't care how similar your little sister-in-law looks to me. I am not a substitute for my little sister-in-law! Mother, my little sister-in-law is no longer here, and you are mine. , You are not allowed to say anything when I say something! You are not allowed to drink water when I say it! I will give you time to forget about your little sister-in-law, and make room for me! No matter how good my sister-in-law is, you are not allowed to miss me! "Mingye, let that little sister-in-law go to hell! Ming Ye looked at Bai Ziyan in astonishment, holding his collar with one hand and holding a fruit knife on his neck with the other, and forgot to respond for a moment. "Now, do you love me or my sister-in-law?" Bai Ziyan shook the fruit knife in her hand, narrowed her eyes, and looked at Ming Ye dangerously. Ming Ye really felt a cold wind blowing... "Of course I love you, Yan'er," Ming Ye raised his hands in surrender. With a bang, Bai Ziyan threw the fruit knife aside, nestled in Ming Ye's arms, took three deep breaths, and finally broke out in a deeply aggrieved cry, "Ming Ye, you big bastard!" As she cried, she picked up a big apple with one hand and took a bite angrily.