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Beiming Xiao had already ordered people to arrange Mo Yuan's wedding.

For the past few days, Duanmu Youqing had been in a good mood. The wedding dress had already been delivered to her. She tried it out a few times, but no matter how she looked at it, she was always satisfied.

Actually, even if there was no wedding, she was willing to let Duanmu Youqing walk straight into the Mo Residence