While the adjutant was reading the telegram, Dong Jianchang closed his eyes and listened. It was not until he read out the signature that he sighed: "I, Dong Jianchang, thought I was a bole, but I never expected that I would become fodder for a thousand-mile horse."
"Have you made up your mind, sir?"
"I'm going to do it early. It's just that you can't have both, country and beauty."
"You mean Miss Yang?"
"Apart from her, which woman have you ever seen me courteous to? She is my only enemy in Dong Jianchang's life." Dong Jianchang smiled bitterly.
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