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... te in the red-robed woman’s hand, a flush of anger crept up Zhuo Qingyan’s snow-white face.
"Yuan Wenrui!" Zhuo Qingyan said, gritting her teeth.
"That’s right. The very same man who was once your fiancé, dear Qingyan," the red-robed woman said with a nod and a smile.
"He is not my fiancé!" Zhuo Qingyan snapped. "He’s a vicious, ungrateful dog! Back then, Magistrate Yuan looked down on him. It was my father who took pity on him and took him in!
But he repaid kindn ...
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