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... "You want my shares, don’t you? Kneel down and beg me, and I might consider it."
Xu Jiuru was stunned.
"Not kneeling?" Jiang Fuxi took out her mobile phone unhurriedly and dialed a number, "Brother Zhi—"
"Wait!"
Xu Jiuru struggled for a long time before kneeling down with the support of a chair, her fists clenched at her sides. Biting her teeth, she took a deep breath, "Fuxi, for the sake of raising you, help the Jiang Family this one time."
Jiang Fuxi fi ...
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