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2024-10-29 19:42:56While I tried to recover from my shock of being in a relationship I knew nothing about, Han Wei noticed my presence.
‘’So, the unfilial daughter decided to come home.’’ Her deriding tone made the blood in my veins boil.
‘’Can you not jump to conclusions until you hear her opinion of the matter?’’ My mom said through gritted teeth. ‘’Maybe she has a reasonable explanation. Right, Luo?’’
‘’I don’t have any relationship with that man.’’ My tone was firm and collected. I wasn’t sure what game Kang Xianliang tried to pull, but I didn’t want to participate.
‘’If you don’t have a relationship with him, why were you photographed in one of the high-class restaurants in the city? Even the dress you wear now is the same.’’ Yan Si’
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