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... ss, don’t you think you should return the favor? This old servant knows that your skin isn’t thick, so what you say may not necessarily be what you are thinking! But by bringing Young Master’s clothes back, I’m sure he will understand your gesture!”


Sang Wan was at a loss of words. Again, how is this my idea? However, she could not simply tell Nanny Li that she had misunderstood and it was not her idea at all! Today, Shi Fengju had helped her resolve a difficult situation ...

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“You slut! You cheated on me! I want a divorce!”

“Do it willingly, or I will expose your shameless acts to the public!”

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Not to mention, you can borrow the magic crystal emblem transformed from the magic power of the wizard to strengthen yourself.

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