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... per, whimper..."
Mrs. Yanahara's hair was disheveled, and the white flower in her hair had already fallen to the ground, its petals scattered.
Aoyama Xiu Xin had already dressed neatly, regaining his smart and dashing appearance, sitting contentedly beside her, smoking a cigarette.
"Thank you for your generous hospitality; I'll take care of the Noguchi Group matter."
Hearing the word "hospitality," Yehua Yiren's shame was so intense she could find no place to hide ...
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