Xiao Heng laughed lightly, "Your things? What is Mr. Shen referring to?" "The heart knows, so why say it?" "If Mr. Shen is referring to Xiao Tong," the smile on Xiao Heng's lips, receded, "Mr. Shen, Xiao Tong, she is a living, breathing person, not someone's belongings." On Shen Xiujin's handsome face, there was not a trace of emotion, and his pair of eyes stared at the other party: "I warned you, my things, that is, if I don't want them, it's not someone else's turn to pick them up." Sharpness also flashed across Xiao Heng's face, "Jane Tong, she is a big living person, she has her own thoughts, she also has the right to choose a spouse. Shen Xiujin, you have not minded too much." "Yes, perhaps you, Mr. Shen, and Little Tong do have such an unknown past. But the past is the past. Shen Xiu Jin, since you yourself said that she is something you don't wan
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