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... a was incredibly tranquil, with just a light and a yacht floating like a flat boat on the vast ocean.
Fang Yi took out his cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and looking at Isabella, he said, "Actually, it’s nothing much; I just want you to spit out all the money you’ve swallowed. That would be enough."
Isabella’s eyebrows drooped; she said gravely, "That’s impossible!"
"Not even a little bit possible?"
"Impossible!" Isabella said decisively. "This we ...
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