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... the twins.


But because Tang Chuan had begged the twins too many times. The more times he begged, the less trust she had in them.


Therefore, he immediately set his eyes on Qin Guoguo, who had just returned to the country and still didn’t know anything.


Of course, Qin Guoguo didn’t disappoint him. He stood up and said, “Auntie, let Uncle drink a little. He just has to drink less.”


Qin Ning had actually given in with just a few words.


“I’ll let you ...

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