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... very now and then. Both his half-brother on his father’s side and his half-sister from his mother’s side were receiving the best education and performing well. They were well-mannered and polite, and they had a bright future ahead of them.

Unlike Wang Zikai. As his father had said, he was a prodigal son who couldn’t be redirected to the right path. While he would never lack money in life, he wasn’t expected to do anything. The best thing he could do was to stay out of trouble and avoid e ...

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

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