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... a short time and sent someone to show that he would not be a pustule like Su Qimo. "

Huo Qisheng groaned, "OK, just do what you say."

Wu Yuanyuan was relieved and glanced at Huo Qisheng, saying, "Huo Shao, I have a question that I didn't want to understand. Could you tell me?"

"Just ask."

"I can see why you can't get along with Tang Jiahao? I thought he was an irrelevant person. Even if he married Su Lengmo, I don't think Tang Yao would hate him because the two of th ...

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