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Taking another two steps forward, he grabbed Liang Jia's hand. Ouyang Ye's expression became even more sinister, "Jia Yue, do you think I'll let you marry him like this?"

"Or do you think that I, Ouyang Ye, will gloriously bless you, and let you and Zhou Xingchen get along well for a hundred years before smiling and handing over a cup of wine to drink in one gulp?"

Under the dim yellow light