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Ye Jing let out a cold smile and took out another square sandalwood box. Pointing at the thirteen silver needles inside, thinner than her fingers, she said, "Then explain to me again, what are these thirteen things",And this bumpkin in front of me, wearing a black vest, baggy trousers, and a pair of filthy flip-flops, looked utterly rustic aside from his rather handsome face.,Seeing that he didn't speak, Ning Qingxue still thought she had hit the nail on the head. She said coldly, "Chu Chen is it Let me be straight with you, I will never marry you because you are not worthy of me."。