Oh my god! The goddess secretly gave birth to three obedient daughters for me-Chapter 790 - 810: More and More Unruly

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"Well, well, Murong Xue’er, you really are becoming more and more unruly, daring to falsely accuse your own father. Today I must discipline you, you wild girl, and let you know that your dad is not someone to be trificked with!"

Murong Hong said, about to hit Murong Xue’er, but he was stopped by Murong Xue’er’s father.

"Xue’er, how can you say such things in front of your father?"

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"You are my daughter, Murong Hong’s daughter, and you must understand the importance of filial piety. If you can’t respect your father, I will never agree to let you enter the Tianshan Academy!"

Murong Hong glared at Murong Xue’er with eyes wide open, speaking word by word, his gaze fixed on her.

"What?"

"No way, I must stop you!"

Murong Hong looked at his son, his face suddenly showing anxiety.

"Dad, what are you trying to stop me from? Are you really planning to let me enter the Tianshan Academy?"

Murong Xue’er felt frustrated when she heard her father’s words, thinking how stubborn he was, insisting on her attending Tianshan Academy—truly unbelievable.

"Yes, now that you’ve passed the exam, I want you to enter Tianshan Academy."

"You said you scored a hundred percent, didn’t you? Fine, I’ll let you take the assessment. If you can score more than fifty percent, I’ll agree to let you enter Tianshan Academy. But if you can’t even score fifty percent, then don’t blame me for driving you out of the family!"

Murong Hong spoke sternly; he certainly did not want Murong Xue’er to get into Tianshan Academy, as it was his biggest adversary.

"What? Dad, you’re totally out of line, you’re insulting my intelligence!"

"You’re actually asking me to score fifty percent? Even if I tried my hardest, I couldn’t score that!"

Murong Xue’er was dumbfounded when she heard that Murong Hong was requiring her to score fifty percent.

Her father was being too much!

She was his daughter, and to think he was making her aim for fifty percent just to take a test at the academy—wasn’t that an insult to her intelligence?

Instantly, Murong Xue’er felt her father was detestable, truly hateful.

"Hmph, you are my daughter, don’t I know your character? You like taking exams, right? Fine, I’ll let you take one this time. If you don’t score fifty percent, you are never to set foot in the Murong family ever again!"

Murong Hong looked at Murong Xue’er coldly as he spoke, his tone threatening.

After finishing, Murong Hong turned and left.

"Dad, are you trying to drive me away? I’m staying right here!"

When Murong Xue’er saw Murong Hong leaving, she stamped her foot and shouted at his retreating figure. She couldn’t afford to lose the rights of the Murong family; she needed their wealth.

"Hmph!"

Murong Hong stopped, turned his head back, and snorted coldly at Murong Xue’er, then left the room.

"I’m not going, I’m staying right here, and you’ll never get rid of me!"

Murong Xue’er watched her father’s departing figure and spoke angrily.

Murong Hong paid no attention to Murong Xue’er and turned away, leaving her boudoir.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, Murong Xue’er squatted on the ground, holding her stomach.

"Damn, what’s going on? I’ve been eating too much these past days, got diarrhea—might really die from it this time?"

Murong Xue’er squatted on the ground, moaning in pain, thinking to herself.

She was currently suffering from bad gastrointestinal issues, the diarrhea was severe, and she was barely holding on.

But to avoid her father noticing, she had to endure the discomfort she felt in her body, clench her teeth and stay upright, refusing to fall down.

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"Xue’er, what’s wrong?"

Murong Hong was busy handling official matters in the room when he heard a commotion outside. He immediately rushed out and was shocked to see Murong Xue’er squatting on the ground.

"I’m fine, just a little stomach discomfort!"

Murong Xue’er gritted her teeth and stood up, glanced at her father, and said softly. However, her complexion was exceptionally pale, and a trace of sweat was breaking out on her forehead.

"Xue’er, what’s wrong with you? Your face looks so awful!"

Upon seeing this, Murong Hong furrowed his brows, walked up to Murong Xue’er , and asked with concern, worry flashing in his eyes.

"It’s nothing, just ate too much and got diarrhea!"

Murong Xue’er braced herself, barely squeezing out a smile, and spoke to her father.

"Eat too much? I think you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin!"

"Now you come with me to the clinic!"

Murong Hong, hearing Murong Xue’er say she had diarrhea, immediately shouted in anger and reached out to help her.

"No need, I really am fine, don’t worry!"

Murong Xue’er, upon hearing her father’s scolding, suddenly became stubborn. She didn’t want her father to interfere.

"How can you say it’s nothing? You’re clearly sick. Hurry up and come with me to the clinic, or forget about entering Tianshan Academy!"

"Hmph, I simply won’t go!"

"Dad, don’t bully me. If you really want me to go to the clinic, then you also need to go to the clinic yourself!"

Murong Xue’er’s face turned red all of a sudden as she heard Murong Hong say she was sick. She retorted, defiance flashing in her eyes.

"Alright, alright, alright, it seems you really want to force me to take action. Well, then just wait to be taken to the clinic!"

Murong Hong, seeing that Murong Xue’er was still adamantly refusing to go to the clinic, became infuriated.

He had not wanted to lay a hand on Murong Xue’er, but seeing her so stubborn and unwilling to go to the clinic, he felt he had no choice but to take action.

"Someone, come here!"

Murong Hong shouted loudly towards the door.

"Father, what are your orders?"

Four male servants immediately rushed in and bowed respectfully to Murong Hong.

"Take Xue’er to the clinic for treatment!"

Murong Hong coldly scanned the four male servants and commanded them.

"Yes, young master!"

The four male servants said respectfully and then approached Murong Xue’er, extending their hands to grab her.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

"Xue’er, go and rest first. Daddy will come to find you."

Murong Hong, seeing his daughter about to be bullied by the four male servants, immediately shouted out; he was not willing to let his daughter be bullied by his underlings.

"Daddy, I won’t go to the clinic. I want to stay here. No matter what you do, I won’t go to the clinic!"

"Do you want to lock me up here?"

Murong Xue’er, hearing her father intended to confine her within the Murong Residence, spoke furiously. She didn’t want to go to the clinic; she wanted to stay here.

"You, you’re really infuriating me to death!"

Murong Hong trembled with anger, having never seen his daughter be so stubborn.

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