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... d it in front of Li Xiaopang.
If Jiang Xiaoxin received the 1,000 yuan promised to him by Zhai Yang, he might not pursue it so closely. Who would make him have no money?
Li Xiaopang squeezed his fat face and pulled Jiang Xiaoxin's hand down with a smile.
“Brother, let me have a taste first. Uncle Wei Guo’s cooking is so delicious. My mouth is watering. My dad doesn’t know how to cook. Uncle Wei Guo is so good. No wonder my dad is not as good as Uncle Wei Guo!”
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