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"Ding Long, look at this, look how your darling daughter curses your dad? See how angry you’ve made your dad!" Ding’s mother said angrily as she threw down her chopsticks.

Such clamor finally caught Ding Long’s attention. He glanced at his daughter. There was no trace of anger on Ding Long’s face as he gently asked, "Baobei, who taught you these words?"

"Do you even need to ask? Such a small child is best at mimicking! If it weren’t for someone close whispering such curses in her ear, how could she have learned them?" Ding’s mother said, her gaze fixed intently on Ding Jinshi.

"It was Auntie~" the little girl earnestly replied, "The nasty old man and the nasty old woman bully mommy! I don’t like them! Daddy, let’s go home!"

Ding Long gently touched his daughter’s face with his hand, knowing well it must be either Chen Shan or Zhou Chenyue who she referred to as aunt.

Hearing his daughter’s words, Ding Long’s gaze moved onto Ding Jinshi, whose face showed neither anger nor any other expression.

It seemed that the chaos at the table had nothing to do with her, she had only spoken to protect her daughter from being scolded a moment ago.

"Listen to this! What kind of bad influences are you teaching? You’re still a daughter of the Ding Family, what kind of uncultured, ill-mannered friends have you been keeping?

" Ding’s mother scolded while visibly distressed, "Had I known this was your behavior, I should’ve insisted on Zhou Chenyue marrying into the family!

You’re literally driving me to my grave! "

"If you dislike me and my child, you can let Ding Long and I divorce. You don’t like this child?

I, Ding Jinshi, can leave without demanding a single penny from the Ding Family.

After Ding Long and I divorce, you can freely find a daughter-in-law who pleases you, and then have her bear you a bunch of sons. "

Ding Jinshi held her child, her expression unwavering, but she mocked towards Ding Long, who had a gloomy expression and hadn’t spoken, "In the eyes of the Ding Family, a daughter is like grass, not really considered part of the Ding Family. If you still don’t find another daughter-in-law, then don’t blame me for not warning you.

By then, the Ding Family might truly face the extinction of its lineage. "

"Who are you cursing to have no descendants? If you can’t speak properly, shut up!" yelled Father Ding angrily.

"Enough!" Ding Long slammed his palm on the table, his military-honed strength nearly cracking the wooden table.

"Baobei, let’s go home. We’re going home, mommy will make your favorite fish," Ding Jinshi said as she saw her daughter was frightened, quickly standing up without further words, grabbed her bag and belongings, and left through the door.

"Jinshi!" Ding Long called out but didn’t stop her as she left. After she was gone, he turned to his parents, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said, "If Mom and Dad don’t like them, I won’t bring them back to this home in the future.

If everything’s fine, I won’t come back either.

If Mom and Dad need anything, just call me. "

Afterwards, Ding Long, disregarding his parents’ astonishment, hurried out. Luckily, the driver had not yet driven away, and Ding Jinshi was in the back seat, softly speaking to the child.

"Baobei, in the future, you mustn’t curse, okay? Words like ’nasty old man’ and ’nasty old woman’ are not for Baobei to say."

"Mommy, I understand." The little girl nodded obediently and then cuddled in her mother’s embrace, pouting, "Why don’t grandma and grandpa like me? I used to be very good, I didn’t curse, but they still don’t like me, so I don’t want to like them either."