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Early the next morning, before Ziyan and I could get up, someone knocked on the door.

Duan Le'r cried as she threw herself into my arms and poured out, "Big Brother Su, I don't want to marry Nie Yun Qing. You have to help me."

"Zi Yan, wearing a cute light purple pajamas, ran out barefooted. Maybe I forgot to help her take her slippers back to the bedroom yesterday." Big Sister Le'er, don't cry