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"Pah!" Xia Qiaowei covered her cheek that had been slapped to one side by Chen Jia with one hand, and caught the palm she slapped with the other. "Aunt, I respect you as an elder. I won't argue with you about this slap. But it doesn't mean you can slap me a second time." Xia Qiaowei looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her with cold eyes. Chen Jia covered her chest, "You... You are such a bad guy, if my son has any shortcomings, I want you to be buried with him."...