chapter 54 Your ancestral grave is on fire!

"Huh?"

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In the living room, Zita Lin looked at the meat in his son's hand and asked, "Why do you bring all these messy things to your house all day long?"

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Marcus Lin rolled his eyelids and said, "Natelie gave it to me. If you don't like it, I will throw it away. Next time she comes to the house and asks about it, I will say that you asked me to throw it away."

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"Don't!"

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As soon as he heard the word ' Natelie', Zita...