Even though Qiao Mo Shang had never cared for these things, as a father, Qiao Tian Chang still ached for his son. “Father, I like it this way.” Qiao Mo Shang laughed innocently, grabbing Qiao Tian Chang’s arm playfully. It was only at times like these that he seemed like a normal child again. Of course he knew that his ...
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