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... f golden leaves as a gift. Otherwise, I won’t let you marry my daughter!”

“Mother!”

Tang Xiaoxiao understood what her mother meant and quickly scolded her.

She did not want to marry the man in front of her at all.

Although Jiang Ming was handsome, he had tried to kill her brother. She did not want to be married to such a man.

Her brother definitely did not want her to marry such a person either.

Sure enough, Tang Nannan understood his mother’s thou ...

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