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... aces of Vanessa, Yuna, and Evelyn. His surroundings were alive with cheer, but his raised brows betrayed a sense of disbelief.

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"Is my conjecture really true?"

Without another word, his figure vanished from the spot, leaving the women stunned.

In the next instant, he reappeared in a large, simple bedroom. The space exuded a sense of calm with its minimalist furnishings—barely anything adorned the room except for the essentia ...

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“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

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