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... he churning in his stomach and said to his assistant, “There’s no need to go to the hospital. Help me sit down by the side.” As he spoke, he glared fiercely at Gao Qiao and Ye Yao. He would not let today’s matter go just like that! Gao Qiao wanted to win this bid, but he was not going to let him! As for Ye Yao, once he recovered from this stomach ache, he’d make the girl pay!

 

Gao Qiao saw the look in Fatty Wang’s eyes and whispered to Ye Yao, “Fatty Wang is very petty and will se ...

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