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Milan also didn't know why the 1.8-meter-tall duke was crying like this.

She doesn't coax people, but lets him hold her and cry.

Zhang Lan strode in, her eyes looking at Milan, and her pupils contracted sharply twice.

Then his gaze fell on the duke, a little cold.

"Master." Zhang Lan stood beside Milan, knelt on one knee, and performed the highest etiquette. "I'm here to pick up the master."

Duke Zhang Lan was not pleasing to the eye, but for Milan repeatedly assured that she was voluntary, it was impossible for the Duke to marry Milan to him.

"What are you doing so early?" The duke's eyes are not eyes, and the nose is not nose.

"I'm here to bring my master home. ......

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