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Under the crowd's hectoring, Tang Yijue looked at his bride with an indifferent expression. He bent down and picked her up by the waist, then walked towards the bridal chamber with large strides. He felt no pressure at all.

Fu Xingchen's long skirt twirled in a beautiful arc.

Looking at the departing back of Tang Yijie, Han Zhi revealed a crafty smile.

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