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... he money!"
Mr. Qian let out a few cold laughs and said, "Then I’ll trust you one more time!"
After speaking, Mr. Qian hung up the phone.
The anxiety Shen Ruyun felt was like ants on a hot pan. She walked over to the window and saw the woman lying on the hospital bed, sleeping peacefully.
Her jet-black hair, smooth as satin, spread across the pillow, making her porcelain-white little face look even more beautiful.
A feeling of irritation festered inside She ...
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