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... r from this unfamiliar fiancee.

Upon opening it, he found that the handwriting was beautiful yet sharp, as if it were etched by a sword.

It had only a few simple words, “Suo Lun, if you dare to associate yourself with me again, if you dare say I am your woman, I’ll kill you!”

Lanling trembled, the content of this letter was indeed overwhelmingly domineering.

Suddenly, Lanling couldn’t help but be filled with curiosity and anticipation toward his so-called fiancee. ...

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