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... ainly forgive her. But this time around, he was no longer willing to be softhearted. He recalled how Luo Huian had called him an idiot and couldn’t help but grit his teeth.

Was he an idiot? Liao Liqin did think so now. He was used and so were his skills but he never got the recognition that he deserved. Du De kept telling him that the reason she didn’t dare to fight with his family was because she was not rich.

Back then, he believed her. Thus, he helped her all the time. First s ...

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