The improved female villains regained their memories.

This girl has no shame. Of all the female villains, she has the least bottom line. Let alone beating a little girl by herself, Yang Luoyi thinks Su Murong is capable of even getting a group of people to gang up on a little girl.

She didn't really want to confront Su Murong, but since he had already sat down, she could only put on a smile and greet him, "Hello, Auntie."

"Damn, you little brat, you have such a sweet tongue." Su Murong cursed on the spot, pinched off a piece of fish with his hand, and came over with a smile, "Come on, don't let your father feed you, let Auntie feed you."

Yang Luo could see clearly that Su Murong had just picked his nose when he was looking for Zhuque.

Her smile froze immediately: "No, no need, I want my father to feed me."

"No way, it's much better if Auntie feeds you, your dad feeds you even better!"

"Ah, um, I want my father to feed me."

"What's the difference? Come on, give your aunt some face."

"what........"

Damn it, don't come any closer!

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Yang Luo sat down to Yang Pingsheng's right, no longer daring to sit in his lap.

As for Su Murong, she rightfully occupied the seat on the left.

"Father, Father, I want to eat that grilled one!" Yang Luoyi said coquettishly.

"Daddy, Daddy, I want to eat that grilled one too!" Su Murong said coquettishly.

It's fucking disgusting. A slut trying to imitate a seven-year-old girl. You don't even need to see the scene; just hearing the sound is enough to make your scalp tingle.

Qi Feng was so disgusted that he couldn't even eat the grilled fish anymore. Luo Benmo felt itchy all over, but when he thought about how disgusting it was Yang Luoyi, he still forced himself to stay.

"Father, Father, can you roast some mushrooms for me?"

"Daddy, Daddy, can you roast some mushrooms for me?"

"Auntie, why are you mimicking my voice?!"

"Yes, why would I imitate your speech?!"

"Auntie is bullying me!"

"What bullying?" Su Murong's eyes widened. "I didn't bully anyone. Yang Pingsheng is your father, and he's also my father."

"?"

Yang Luoyi almost couldn't catch her breath.

Her smile froze slightly: "Is that so? Then you're also surnamed Yang?"

"Of course, my name is Yang Murong."

"But, but I've never heard your mother mention you."

"Of course not, because we are half-sisters."

Su Murong said confidently, "Quickly, call me 'sister' so I can hear it."

nmbd.

Yang Luo was so angry that his heart was trembling. This Su Murong was truly shameless, a complete scoundrel. Not only did he not know any shame, but he also tried to take advantage of others.

"Sister, sister, you're so big now, why do you still need Father to feed you?"

"I am eight years old."

Is he eight years old?

This is no longer just blatant lying; it's more like giving random, nonsensical responses.

"Fine, very well," Yang Luo sneered. "Su Murong, you want to fight me, huh? Then let's fight."

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first round.

"Sister Yang Murong, why don't you look like my father?"

"Yes, why don't I look like your father?"

"Sister, you're not lying to me, are you? Lying is wrong."

“I’m not lying to you, Yang Pingsheng is my father.”

"Then why don't you two look alike?"

"I grew up to be crooked, and this is what I look like now."

"Aren't you eight years old?"

"Yes, he was already out of shape at eight years old. You'll be like that when you're eight. If you don't believe me, come ask me again next year."

"..."

Yang Luo suffered a defeat.

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Round two.

"Sister, do you like Father very much?"

"I don't like it."

"Then why are you sitting next to your father?"

"Because I love my father."

"Oh, didn't you say you didn't like your father?"

"Yes, I don't like my father, I like my dad, is there a problem?"

"......"

Yang Luo suffered a defeat.

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Round three.

"Sister, do you know that fathers and daughters can't be together?"

"I do not know."

"...A father and daughter can't be together, sister. Don't you know this basic common sense?"

"Then get lost."

"..."

Yang Luo suffered a defeat.

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Round four.

"Sister, I spent the whole night with Dad. He even told me stories to lull me to sleep!"

"It's okay, we used to do this every day."

"?"

"The only difference between us is that Daddy needs me to tell him stories to lull him to sleep. He holds me tightly every night, and I won't let go even if I kick him."

"??"

Yang Luo suffered a defeat.

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Round 5.

"Sister, you don't eat Father's grilled fish very often, do you not like it?"

"Oh right, I don't like grilled fish."

"?"

"I like to eat my father."

"??"

Yang Luo suffered a defeat.

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The thirtieth round.

Even Qi Feng couldn't stand it anymore. Su Murong's attack on Yang Luoyi was a complete one-sided massacre. Every word she said was disgusting, yet it hit the mark perfectly, leaving Yang Luoyi wanting to lash out but unable to.

After all, she has to maintain her image as a naive seven-year-old, but the problem is, she's not really naive.

Of course, she could throw a tantrum and say she hated this aunt, but if she did, Su Murong would definitely take extreme action.

No one present, including Yang Pingsheng, dared to imagine what she was capable of doing.

Qi Feng transmitted his voice to Yang Pingsheng: "Are you really not going to stop it?"

Yang Pingsheng replied, "Isn't it a good thing that your two daughters are arguing over you?"

Qi Feng: "?"

What kind of speech was given at the birth ceremony?

Qi Feng: "Are you serious?"

Yang Pingsheng: "Look, neither Yang Luoyi, Su Murong, nor Luo Benmo asked me for help. This is their war. If we rashly join in, we will only be used as cannon fodder and killed."

Qi Feng: "...It's really good to have traces of the Great Dao; this essence can be seen through."

Yang Pingsheng: "Just relax and watch the show. Do you still want some grilled fish?"

Qi Feng: "Give me one."

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The fiftieth round has ended.