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Hidden Marriage: Pamper Me Gently, My Sweetie

Mu Yiyi
"You flirted with me and now you want to run away?" Being Special Agent, she is tired of serving her moody, unpredictable, and bad-tempered husband. It's exhausting. People say that Mu Yeli despises this country bumpkin wife who barged into his life halfway, he never gives her a second glance. But the truth is... "Sir, Madam is outside fighting with someone." "Why aren't you getting a doctor to check if she is injured?" "Sir, Madam has swollen the neighbor's Miss's mouth with a punch." "Why did she have to do it herself, what are you guys here for?" "Sir, Madam thinks you're too nosy and doesn't want you, so she ran away from home." "Bring her back... No, don't scare her, I'll go personally!"
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