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What kind of kinship? Was it the kind where his mother had to suffer their bullying for the past two decades and more? Or was it the mocking and sarcasm he had to hear from them?

He could not forget the dark and heavy memories of his childhood.

If that was what she was referring to as kinship…

He smiled lazily and said, “Alright, then, for the sake of kinship.”

“You…”

“Which room is it?”

It might be due to Youyou’s exceptional charisma, or she must be under a spell, for she woodenly replied to him, “502…”

“Let’s go.” He faced his agent and gave this instruction. Mr. Hanlin immediately followed behind.

He was actually keen to find out what kind of a tragic ending the mother-daughter pair would have.

The agent turned around and glanced pathetically at Lisa, offering a few seconds of silent condolences in his heart.

It was not good to offend Youyou, this little demon king.

One would not know how death come about.

Lisa could not be blamed for creeping her way here for help. Sh