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... our husband is dead, are you willing to be my woman?"
"Yi Wushuang, do you dare to go back on your word?" Qi Zhiyuan’s white hair rose to the sky, his tone calm and indifferent. In fact, he had long considered this possibility.
Only, for Chu Zhihe, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he was unwilling to give up.
"Elder Qi, please stay calm. After all, this woman once followed me, Yi Wushuang. If we let her go like this, won’t people laugh at Yi Wushuang for being im ...
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