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Fáng Xuánlíng's face was grim. Although he was also worried about his second son, the commotion in the house this morning had been quite disruptive and unbecoming.,The boy remained still, but leaned down to look over.,Lu angrily slapped her son and said, "What kind of talk is that What do you mean your father listens to me the most..."。