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... ce reached Xia Wan’an’s ears, his ears gradually turned red: "Can you... help me return the money to Zhang Cheng?"
The car suddenly fell silent, so quiet that one could faintly hear the soft sound of the air conditioning.
In such quietness, Han Jingnian’s ears grew redder, and even his sitting posture became increasingly stiff. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Having lived so long, always treating money as just numbers, he actually ended up worrying about money one day!
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