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... orced to marry the foolish son of the people who bought her…

She can’t continue dreaming!

No more!

Wake up! Wake up quickly!

Huo Wu knew that this was just a dream. It was a very realistic dream, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t wake herself up from the dream.

She was anxious and desperate.

After all, the dream reached the night of Huo Wu’s marriage to the foolish man.

It was originally supposed to be the most beautiful night fo ...

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