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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",Chu Chen spoke, “Your grandfather was seriously ill and near death three years ago. He begged me to heal him. I extended his life for three more years. To express his gratitude, he wrote a marriage contract betrothing you to me. If you don't believe me, you can go back and ask him.”,"Still the same, if you want to call off the wedding, have Ning Changzheng personally tell me."。