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... k sky with a slight glow. White snow was falling like ink that couldn’t be melted.
Song Fengwan had just left the airport when a gust of cold wind blew, making her shiver.
“I proposed to your mother last night, and she agreed. What do you think about this? She said she wanted to seek your opinion.”
Yan Wangchuan’s words were simple and crude, scaring her so much that she didn’t regain her senses for half the night.
She was at a loss for how to answ ...
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