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Dans sa vie antérieure, she died of hatred in a gray robe. The former cannon fodder was reborn, opened the inheritance of the mysterious jade pendant, washed out the top meridians, and rose to the top in red. Those who persecuted her, hindered her, calculated her, décédé! ! There is a jade pendant in hand, and countless treasures are detected, all of which are welcome. She frowned and looked at the man in front of her, et dit légèrement, "Je suis désolé, j'ai fait une erreur, I took it wrong, and you can go.” God knows when this man was taken over by her and hurriedly threw it away. “Don’t make trouble, Madame, rentrer chez soi, you are the oldest in the family.” Show more