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Mr. Luo glared at Luo Shuyi and said, "What are you talking about, you brat? Do you know that you are already 29 years old? Really, if Xia Xia and you hadn't been engaged beforehand, do you think I would let a good girl like Xia Xia marry you, a withered grass?" "Then grandpa, you'd better not let her marry me. I thank you!" Luo Shuyi looked like he wished you would hurry up and not let her marry him.
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