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"Third Master, please don't blame Luoluo. It's my fault," Ye Yingying said weakly, appearing genuinely remorseful.

Huō Tíngyǎn's dark eyes were unreadable, deep as an icy abyss.

"Oh? Is that so?" The man's tone carried an ambiguous note.

Ye Yingying lowered her head, hiding the smug smile tugging at her lips.

Meanwhile, Sū Luó, upon hearing her father's words, felt her heart freeze over in an instant.

The little girl had never found herself in a situation where she couldn't justify her actions, leaving her on the verge of frustrated tears.

"If Luoluo doesn’t like you, then why are you still here?" Huō Tíngyǎn asked coldly.

"Huh?" Sū Luó blinked in surprise, staring at her father like a dumbfounded little goose.

Tears still shimmered in her big eyes, clinging stubbornly to her lashes.

Even Ye Yingying was stunned, completely taken aback by Huō Tíngyǎn's unexpected words.