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... t do you know? There are many ways a woman wants to benefit a man. It may not necessarily be material, hehehe..."

"Unreasonable! I don't understand what you are talking about!" Jiang Man's face flushed and his expression became very complicated.

Although he didn't believe Lin Xiong's words, Luo Lan did express interest in Jiang Tian at the apprenticeship gathering.

But Jiang Tian had already come to Su Wan's school, and Luo Lan couldn't do much.

As for the messy thing ...

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