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... nd snacks.

” a few days ago, you went on a vacation for less than two days, and jing xuan settled the marriage that madam jing had randomly arranged for him. now, the eldest son of the jing family, madam jing, and president jing don’t have much say in this. ”

He did not need to explain it too clearly for Shi Yan to understand.

Jing Xuan’s parents used to have some say in the Jing family, but this time, Madam Jing’s interference in Jing Xuan’s marriage had angered Jing Xua ...

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