Zhao Surui, a nobleman and grandson of the prince and grandson, has never been scolded by someone like this since he was born.

Well, Shen Sanfu doesn't count, whether she communicates with him or meets him in a dream, it can't be regarded as face-to-face.

His face seemed to be repeatedly smeared with the color of vermilion dansha, and the wolf dipped in water lit layer after layer, and the fire in his heart was cleaned.

Finally, he laughed.

Not the usual sneer, but

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