Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Tang Zhengyang would usually leave early and come home late because of his work. Oftentimes, he couldn't even come home. Hence, it wouldn't be wrong to say he was rarely home throughout the year. Yet, he had deliberately taken time off from work and had been staying home for the past several days.
Though, one could also say that this was an expected response after what he witnessed.
Meanwhile, Yin Zhao-an quickly gave up on putting up a struggle after being put under constant surveillance throughout the past several days, deciding to pack her belongings once more before leaving.
When Yin Zhao-an returned home, Yin Changcheng was leisurely sitting in the living room drinking his Longjing tea. He only glanced at Yin Zhao-an dragging her luggage in before shaking the newspaper in his hand and continuing to read.
Yin Zhao-an hauled his luggage up the stairs, opened the door to her room, pushed the luggage inside, and then slammed the door shut before running downstairs.
Only Yin Changcheng was in the living room right now. After Yin Zhao-an looked around and failed to see her mother's figure, the knot in her throat finally loosened, and she collapsed on the single sofa, relieved. Then, she picked up a blue and white porcelain teacup from the coffee table and poured herself a cup of fragrant tea.
She didn't know how to appreciate tea, but the tea tasted good, so she drank a few sips before pouring herself another cup.
Yin Changcheng looked at his daughter with a complicated expression, unable to hide his disgust as he said, "You ran away without me."
"...." Yin Zhao-an silently put down her teacup and looked at her father seriously for a moment. Then, she slowly said, "Comrade Yin Changcheng, how do you think Leader Wang would react if she learned that you treated our home like a disaster area?"
Yin Changcheng gritted his teeth and grabbed a silk pillow from the sofa, throwing it at his daughter. "How dare you threaten me, you little brat!"
Yin Zhao-an caught the pillow that flew toward her and held it in fron
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