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... disciple has already been performed, and it’s too late for regrets now…” Yue Xilou saw her like this, his pleasure in her misfortune intensified, and the smile on his face grew thicker.
Gu Changsheng gave him a sidelong glance, “I don’t care if it’s late. I tell you, my son will definitely not dress like you, nor will he wear that beaded hairpin you’re holding!”
“Every family has its rules, and every door its own, the rites must not be abandoned, and the rules naturally must not ...
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