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... ou don't love because she can't have children. So did you marry her because she loved her, or did she marry her because she can give you children?" Rong Hong asked politely. He is not toward or sympathizing with his stepmother. After all, the stepmother has destroyed his family, but this does not mean that because he does not like his stepmother, his father's views and practices are correct, which are completely different.

"But she can't have children. What's the use of marrying her?" Ron ...

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