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... ou have no relation to Ding Jing, and it's all my slander? Would you like me to list all the things you've taken for everyone to hear?"

In reality, the original self didn't know, but those who had guilty consciences couldn't withstand bluffing.

Aunt Zhao's face turned from pale to green with regret for having followed them.

Looking at the crowd gathered at the door, Lu Jiaxin said viciously, "Aunties and sisters-in-law, bear witness for me. Ding Jing and Zhao Siyi ruined ...

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