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Looking at Xia Weilan's retreating back, Xia Yuying's face became cold. This woman, she refused to accept the punishments for the sake of a toast! He didn't know what was good for him at all.

"Miss, this servant has brought the items over." Peony had come all the way here. Her chest was heaving and she was holding something in her hand.

Xia Yuying's eyes were fixated on the peony