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... ot coming, something came up."

An Xiran was speechless.

An Xiran: "Add me as a friend so that I can transfer the money to you."

Nanyan sent him a friend request.

Others couldn't add her; she had to be the one to add them.

An Xiran instantly accepted the request.

An Xiran: "Send me your contact information so that I can transfer the money."

Nanyan: "No need, just transfer it to this account."

Then, Nanyan sent him a bank account numb ...

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