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... as ants on a hot pan. He was deathly afraid that the next time he met Jing Yunzhao, the Ginseng would already be gone.
Qiao Hongye sighed in relief after she managed to successfully conceal the facts from Qiao Weimin. She murmured, “Dad, I have no more money.”
Her money had all be taken away from her by the man just yesterday. There was nothing left of her living fees for next week.
“No more money?! Just what the hell did you buy outside, didn’t I just give you money two ...
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