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... us, it was impossible for her to be with him.

Gu Quan held the gifts and led her to the car.

He thought of his parents’ attitude towards her and stopped talking about Pei Zhi. “My mother is soft-hearted. Talk to her more later.”

On the fifteenth, the Gu couple rejected Su Tian’s visit with the excuse that they were not at home.

She thought that the outcome would be the same this time. She did not expect them to agree.

“I know.” Su Tian put on her seatbelt and s ...

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