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“No.”
“Mom, you decide. That’s fine.”
Wu Le and Du Qing answered at the same time.
Liao Zhaoji was so angry she felt like exploding, but with Ruan Jiandang’s cold gaze on her, she couldn’t say anything.
Ruan Jiandang, holding Liao Zhaoji’s wrist, nodded, “Okay, let’s listen to Mom.”
“Alright, now there are two hundred and twenty-five pounds of pork left. Your eldest brother gets one hundred pounds, and each of you gets forty pounds. The remaining f ...
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