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... thing. The short-haired lady inside was nervous at first, then her face turned red. She lowered her eyebrows and took a look.
Before she could answer, Xu Wenping lowered his voice and said, “I brought you some paper… That kind of… paper, understand?”
The short-haired girl was stunned for a moment. Then, she suddenly thought of the ’bloody disaster’ that Xu Wenping had said to her when she was pulling the iron.
Are you a fortune-teller?
“Actually, my real identity is a ...
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