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... watched Ji chenxuan grow up, even though he was not very promising after he grew up.

However, the old lady still had feelings for her grandson.

Gu Jingyuan raised his eyebrows. that’s great. I’ll be waiting to see what you can do, grandma. Please Don’t Let Me Down.

Gu Jingyuan would not give in on this matter that concerned Qin se.

To put it bluntly, even if she couldn’t wait quietly like a chicken to die of old age, she didn’t want to court death in advance!

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