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People with the capital and confidence to pursue their own love and happiness were kidnapped by the promises and economic interests of the previous generation, forced to be together.
Life truly has its varieties of sorrow.
"Hehe, thank you! Remember to attend with Qiao Chutian," she said with a smile.
Feng Qinglang laughed and patted her on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter if I'm not happy, the key is to see you happy!"
A mist welled up in Mai Xiaomai's eyes, "You also need to be happy. It's only real happiness when everyone is happy!"
"Alright, I'll try my best to be happy."
Feng Qinglang looked at her deeply and said, "You get some rest. I still have to continue delivering invitations."
"Okay, take care," she replied.
Watching Feng Qinglang walk away, Mai Xiaomai went upstairs, placed the invitation on the table, and started organizing the work she had assigned to Zhang Hui on her computer while she still felt alert.
