Misunderstood [I]

"Who the hell does this man think he is?" Xena muttered under her breath after watching Irving's uncle being so casual when he came. You must know that these things were all bought by herself. The more she looked at him, the more annoyed she became. She snorted coldly. "Uncle Harvey, right? It’s late in the night, please don't disturb our neighbors.”

Harvey could still act like an elder to Irving, but he shrank a little when facing Xena, a woman with first-class figure, temperament and appearance. He looked away from Xena, stared at Irving and said. "Irving, today is over. You are now eighteen years old. According to your father, who happened to be my brother, according to his insurance statement at the time, your living allowance would only be paid to you until you are eighteen years old. Since you are a high school student, you will have no source of income after today, and you will not be able to sell your house by then. So I've been thinking, why don't I take care of your tuition,
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