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... n't listen to persuasion, and the two of them disagree, Nan Ge must be the one who suffers.

  He is a brother, let's go find out first.

  If Shen Yanqing really wanted to help his mother, he would persuade her now, if she couldn't persuade her, then he would discuss the countermeasure with Shen Yanqing. In short, Nan Ge can't be allowed to come forward, this matter will affect the relationship between the two too much.

  In short, my uncle's suggestion is not advisable.

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