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... Wang Xinjing. She used to be Tang Yelan’s personal maid and had grown up with her since young. It could be said that she was a trusted aide that Tang Yelan had personally groomed.

Following Tang Yelan’s ascension to the position of the Tang Trading Company’s Head Shopkeeper, Wang Xinjing also rose along with the tide and became one of the most important shopkeepers in the Tang Trading Company, the accountant.

Wang Xinjing was extremely beautiful. Although she could not compare t ...

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