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... ’s been some gossip, everyone is good-hearted," Qin Jian said.

An Hao couldn’t help but laugh. Who would have thought that dating this guy would attract so much attention from others?

Qin Jian walked with An Hao across the sports field, encountering young colleagues along the way, each of whom would cheerfully call out to An Hao, "Sister-in-law!"

The constant calling made An Hao feel awkward; she simply didn’t know how to react.

"Big Brother Qin... I should go bac ...

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