"Dad, I didn't."
Chen FengXing chuckled. "Girls shouldn't stay at home for too long."
Chen Yuanyuan blushed, feeling embarrassed. She pouted and linked arms with Chen FengXing.
Under the moonlight, the father and daughter appeared harmonious, their figures elongating.
"Xiao Yunlong has passed away!"
"The Xiao Family Group is crumbling, with the Xiao family's nephews and nieces fighting over the family assets. The allied families have turned their backs on the Xiao family. It seems that the Xiao family is on the verge of breaking down."
"The Martial Arts Alliance has made a strong move and gained control of the Xiao family's industries. Rumor has it that the ninth disciple of the Nonamillennial, known as 'Millie,' has taken over the Xiao family. The hundred billion assets of the Xiao family are likely to be someone else's gain."
In recent days, a massive wave suddenly erupted in the Yenching aristocratic circle.
As a top aristocratic family in Yenching, the sudden deaths of Xiao Yunlong and his daughter, Xiao Xin, were indeed major news.
After the passing of the generation's hero, Xiao Yunlong, his children were all busy fighting for the family assets, resorting to deceit and trickery. However, in the end, the Martial Arts Alliance gained nothing.
This kind of outcome is truly regrettable.
If Xiao Yunlong knew about it in the afterlife, he would be so furious.
Of course, no matter how lively the outside world was, Chu Feng, the mastermind behind the downfall of the Xiao family, had no interest in paying attention to any of it.
He was busy accompanying his wife and children, cherishing this rare moment of peace.
It was another sunny day. After breakfast, Duo Duo comfortably nestled in Chu Feng's arms, holding an iPad and watching cartoons with great interest.
"Daddy, I want to eat an orange."
"Daddy, I want to drink cola."
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