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   Why didn't she know it for so many years?

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  Lan Hui's construction of bridges and roads didn't bring any trouble to the Jiang family, but it did cause a little trouble.

   He asked people to make the road from Jiang's house wider and wider, so that the normal road was occupied.

   Normally, not many people go this way, but it’s okay.

   But that day someone from Zhuo's family took Zhuo Yi to the hospital. They passed by this way and encountered this r ...

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The Holy One sneered, “…you call a person who makes a people rich, vulgar?”

The prince chuckled, his eyes flashing with a ferocity that made people feel heartbroken.

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Shen Nian stuck his head out to watch the show, “Tsk, I told you that you would be punished if you spread bad words about me, but you didn’t believe it. You should believe it now.”

Xiao Shizi, who deeply concealed his merit and fame, nodded and smiled warmly and harmlessly, “…I think everyone believes it.”

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