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... on War God His Highness would be her prime financial supporter.

Until she was capable enough to fend for herself, she’d play the role of the great man’s dainty wife and not embarrass him.

Qu Tong immediately snapped a photo of the operating room and sent it over, along with the message: “Husband, thank you for the gift, I really like it. You shouldn’t have gone to such expense. [heart]jpg”

It wasn’t long before he replied, still in his usual style: “It’s nothing, the prop ...

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