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He never mentioned that Zhao Jin'er's future husband, Qin Muxiu, was a sickly man who was already bedridden.,After drinking some water, the man's anger seemed to subside. He took a look at Zhao Jiner, a hint of disbelief in his eyes.,I wouldn't dare to touch that plate of bright red celebratory eggs. At my uncle's house, eggs are precious; only my cousin Zhuzi is allowed to eat them.。