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...   If she insists on exposing this matter, then the Guo family will definitely be implicated. No wonder the eldest brother will warn her so seriously!

   "Now, I'm right in front of you. You can beat or scold me, but I won't fight back." Shi Qian looked at Guo Yuan squarely.

  Guo Yuan clenched her fist, but in the end she couldn't make a move.

   "Think carefully, what is wrong with you! You are also a victim, and the villain is that mistress, that Su Youwei! She died so eas ...

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