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... n’t done anything that I’m so frustrated!" Li Xingle leaned back against the sofa. "This alcohol! These cigarettes! They are really good stuff!"
Duan Qianzhen’s gaze darkened, when suddenly the door to the private room opened.
A somewhat familiar-looking woman walked in, stepping on sharp high heels, her eyes fixed on Li Xingle who was on the sofa. "Lele..."
Li Xingle froze, his gaze flicked over coolly. "Who let you in! Get out!"
"Lele, you’re drunk. Let me take ...
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