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... e price now?"

   "I don't want much to pay me back, just 200,000 dowry gifts, 200,000 wine money...?"

   "Where did you get the face to say this to me?"

  Su Xuan was really speechless.

  He saw the woman standing beside his car, taking it for granted all the way.

  Before thinking about it, this woman said in front of the original owner's parents that they were poor, had no money, and did not deserve to have such a good daughter-in-law as her...

   Ther ...

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