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"Mistress?" Xia Mi gave a self-deprecating smile. Her two hands were tightly clenched into fists. "If she was the mistress, then what would I be?"

"You're just a guest." He looked at Xia Mi with eyes that did not reveal a hint of emotion.

"Guest?" In the end, she still did not have any place in his heart, "Arthur, I'm your fiancee, but you're only treating me as a guest