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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 Xuegang was about to speak when Shi stopped him with a cold snort. "As long as you obediently marry him, I'll let you see.",A cold, aloof voice pulled him back to his thoughts.。