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... aited until the sun went down before getting on the carriage back home.

At the gate of the western suburbs mansion, the legs of the boy who came to deliver the message from the Cao family were trembling, and then he saw the Hua family's carriage slowly stopping at the foot of the steps.

Tao Yuxian went up the steps surrounded by everyone. He saw the boy who came to deliver the message at a glance. He was also shocked. He knew that his sister's daughter-in-law must have arrived with ...

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