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Wang Xue said coldly, “As long as you obediently marry into the Gu family, I guarantee your son will be fine.”,For his son's future, Wang Xueqiang endured the anger burning within him. His fists clenched so tightly that his nails had dug into his palms.,She chewed gum slowly, utterly unconcerned by the deserted wedding. She sat on the edge of the bed, propping herself up with her hand and swinging her slender legs gracefully back and forth.。