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... p> "Huh?" Yang Zhili's first thought was, it's over, it's over, a flower stuck in cow dung.

"Ah what? What's your expression? Am I not worthy to marry a good wife?"

Zhou Yan's words completely shattered Yang Zhili's assumptions. He regained his composure and said, "Zhou Yan, have you guys been polite?"

"Sister Hu is picking auspicious days. Don't ask this, what are you doing here? It's okay, you don't have dinner at home, what are you doing at my house?"

Yang Zhil ...

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