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... turned around, feeling puzzled. “I thought you didn’t want it?”
There was a hint of discomfort in Ye Siming’s cold eyes. “It’s troublesome for you to run back to return the painting. Sell it to me.”
“I’m not selling it. You can have it. We’re brothers. Talking about money will hurt our relationship!”
Ye Siming took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and threw it to Jiang Xiaoran.
He then took the painting away and said to Jiang Xiaoran heartlessly, “I don’t have ...
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