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... led sound.
Qiao Mo just rushed down from the bed, then instantly fell on the ground.
But she couldn't care less, grabbing the man who was about to leave: "Mr. Fu, what will it take for you to save my father?"
The morning light enveloped the man's figure, outlining his cold and resolute silhouette. His dark suit was without a single crease, yet carried a bone-deep depth and coldness.
Qiao Mo couldn't help but be a little dazed.
It's hard to imagine, it's th ...
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