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... oke frankly to Chu Qingwan: "In the past ten years, Xiao Zonghan hated me, scolded me, and complained. I, but, I have never calculated him, never, and even done half a sorry thing! "

"Whether you believe it or not," her corners of her mouth were filled with tears in her eyes, "I have never done it!"

"I just love him, and even if he hates me, hates me, and hates me to die, he never shakes."

Chu Chuqingwan was in her heart.

Shen Siyin, a young and handsome lady, she had ...

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