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... , daily invitations—does she think I have nothing better to do?"

For the past five days, Xu Jiujiu had been sending her servant, Man Yi, to deliver invitation letters to him every single day.

Su Yu had rejected them time and time again, and he was now starting to feel incredibly annoyed.

He thought to himself that this Xu Jiujiu must be a bit tone-deaf. He had given her face, allowing her to leave with dignity, but she refused to take the hint.

Instead, she kept s ...

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