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Chapter 1887 Look, that one, how much is it worth?

    

n was a little helpless. She looked up and met Fu Mo's blazing black eyes, softly saying, "Young Master Hou, you really need a man's umbrella.""Hmph, Lin Jinran, at this time you're still arguing. Dar... escaping or entering.The people who were left behind in the villas one by one turned off the lights, and the villas in the woods fell into darkness, standing lonely.Mu Shaocheng's convoy sped down th...