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In June, Celine Smith rang the doorbell of my residence. She stood at the door, smiled and asked, "Would you like me to come in and sit down?"

I replied coldly: "My girlfriend and I lived here for several years before, you should not be suitable to go in."

Celine Smith pulled me out of the door without saying anything: "Do you have to be so sharp? Don't forget that I am your fiancée now, not your enemy!"