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... father, who ran a pharmaceutical company. He was a rather successful businessman in Jianglan City. Also, with Chen Jiali’s successful kissing up to Jiang Qin, their family business benefited from various cooperations.

Chen Hua’s family, on the hand, had an honest, salaried father and a stay-at-home mother.

Chen Hua’s grandfather naturally doted on his eldest son who had a successful career. Chen Hua’s family relied on Chen Jiali’s family for many things, so they couldn’t really ...

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