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... n had watched Shen Jingshu grow up and her son was also fond of Shen Jingshu. Since the two children had gotten along well since they were young, how could Qi furen not be happy?


During that time when Dan Yuerong first came to Jingnan, Qi furen saw that the two children got along well and jokingly said that in the future, the two families would make their children husband and wife. Dan Yuerong did not give a positive response. Qi furen knew that Dan Yuerong was still thinking about it, ...

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