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Wang Jia's mansion, Shi kicked the door open with one foot, still chewing gum, his hands in his pockets, his eyes sharp, yet carrying a hint of laziness.,Wang Xue said coldly, “As long as you obediently marry into the Gu family, I guarantee your son will be fine.”,Although the tone was calm, one could still hear a hint of anger. The ferocious scar made people even more afraid.。