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Zou Zhiguang didn't want Qin Xiaoruo to know about his family affairs, so he said to Qin Xiaoruo, "You take Xiangxiang and go back first."
Before Zou Zhiguang finished speaking, a rush of footsteps came over as his three sons, Eldest Zou, Second Zou, and Third Zou, walked in together: "Dad!"
After greeting Zou Zhiguang, the three simultaneously looked at Qin Xiaoruo, wariness in their eyes: "Why is Little Junior Sister here too?"
Qin Xiaoruo gave a faint smile: "I came to accompany Master for a meal."
"A meal?" Eldest Zou's eyes instinctively turned to the table, and upon seeing it, his eyes couldn't help but widen: "The two of you are eating so lavishly?"
Qin Xiaoruo hadn't started eating yet, and Zou Zhiguang hadn't eaten much either. More than half of the dishes on the table were left untouched. Not only did Eldest Zou look at them with envy, Second Zou and Third Zou did the same, their eyes almost filled with hostility as they looked at Qin Xiaoruo.
