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I hate her good manners

With a slightly darker gaze, Xu Yimo walked forward in large strides and directly grabbed onto Lin Xiahua's wrist. He forcefully pulled her behind him, his tall and straight body blocking in front of her, and faced Ming Jiang.

"In the future, please do not be arrogant and take care of some married men." Xu Yimo looked at Ming Jiang faintly, her voice cold