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... y me, so should I kneel and thank his whole family for him being willing to marry me?”

“In your eyes, just how worthless is your daughter? Do you think you’re going to be happy as long as anyone’s willing to marry your daughter?”

“Let me tell you – I won’t marry! Hanhan and I are living pretty well. I don’t need to marry someone and even if I’m going to get married, I don’t need to get married to someone like that. If you want a marriage, you go marry him because I won’t get marr-”

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