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... ed to smile.

A puzzled look crossed over Tong Sanlang’s handsome face. What’s going on here?

Qiao Xiaomai didn’t leave him guessing, she went straight to the point. “Actually, I’ve always had this sneaky idea in my heart.”

“What idea?” Tong Sanlang immediately asked.

“I wish they would make a fuss, a big fuss, so I would have a reason to propose a split in the household.” Qiao Xiaomai said this, slowly withdrawing her smile, bowing her head to fiddle with her fing ...

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