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... problem."
Eight million hundred did not have a small temper this time, but lowered her pretty face even lower in frustration.
Wu An didn't try to comfort the other party either, just kept trying different brands of red wine in the refrigerator in the car.
Bentley slowly drove into the private villas of eight million homes.
It is not so much a villa as it is the size of a resort.
Looking through the car window, Wu An couldn't help but chuckle and said with emoti ...
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