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Little Rich Son squinted his eyes, his baleful aura leaking out, Jin Weiwei immediately held him down, standing up and looked at the fatty in embroidered clothes, his face revealing a sneer.

The waiter's heart skipped a beat. It's over. If they were to cause a ruckus, the person on top would … He glanced up and jumped out to smooth things over, but no one paid any attention to him