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... d the bush would only leave Luo Feng with a bad impression of them.

“Didn’t I already make myself clear on this matter? My mom really likes it, so I’m planning to keep it!”

Luo Feng did not care about an offer that only goes up to the millions.

After all, he was already worth hundreds of millions, and he was certain that his net worth would only grow in the future.

There was no need to sell off such a valuable item.

“Ms. Su says that you’ll regret declinin ...

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