Jiang Baohe was forcibly pulled away, but Jiang Lanqian stood under the flower stand and listened clearly.

Jiang Lanqian stood in the dark, listening to Jiang Baohe's choked and crazy nonsense, the hand that was clasped on the vine trellis slowly tightened, and her nails left marks on the wooden frame.

Tonight, I watched my father put up a lantern for Jiang Ruofu, and said that he would make up for it and make a ceremony.

I specially spent a lot of money to buy a jade basket, and asked the eldest lady to personally give Jiang Ruofu a hair and a basket.

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