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115 Six million in hand(2/2)

Zhuhongma immediately frowned.

Michelin also frowned: "Qin Yuxuan, she is my friend. I warn you not to let me hear you insult her again."

After saying that, Michelin hung up the phone hard.

On the other end of the phone, the Zhuhongma threw the phone to the ground and stepped on it hard.

"Wen Yuqi, Wen Yuqi, Wen Yuqi, I will let you Wen Yuqi! If I can't get you, she won't even think about it!"

If you know the phone on the ground, you will definitely scold me: Who the hell did I provoke whom.

A moment later, the maroon horse looked at the cell phone on the ground and recalled Yuqilin's impatientness with him today.

They are all that Wen Yuqi, and they are all that bitch from the countryside!

Thinking of this, a look of resentment flashed in her eyes.

"Since you don't let me have a good life, I'll make it difficult for you!"

This is why everyone is not good, it is really bad.
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