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Qu Mo Ying had already gone back, the old Duke of State also left afterwards, leaving only the grandparents and grandchildren in the house, and seeing her granddaughter’s pouting and jealousy, Mrs. Qi couldn’t help but smile.

“What are you talking about, how can you compare to Fourth Miss Qu.”

“Am I not better than anywhere? Grandmother, you are too biased.” Liu Jingyu delicately said, purposely misinterpreting, with a face that was aggrieved to the core.

Mrs. Qi clo ...

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