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... y own pendant. That one was not mine.”


Not mine, not mine….


How could Qin Yuwan believe it? She heard the pusher calling her “second sister,” how could she not be Qin Yunuan?


“I don’t believe you unless you show me now.” Qin Yuwan held her belly. Fearing that Qin Yunuan might cheat on her, she held her servant girl Mujin by the hand hurriedly, “Go and tell Princess. No, she favored Qin Yunuan and would help her. Please call Old Madam over and redress the scales for ...

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