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... lity to coax women wasn't any weaker than those old men. He was very good at sweet-talking and was very generous. When Su Muyi had his eyes on something, he would always buy it for her.

Su Muniu wasn't lacking in money, she just enjoyed the feeling of a man spending money for her.

There was a saying that was widely spread among women: "Whether a man loves you or not depends on whether he is willing to spend money for you."

A man who is willing to spend money on you must l ...

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