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"Then go back quickly."

Lin Ange said warmly when she saw this.

"But here? "Third young master is sick …"

"It's fine. What about me? I don't have anything to do these two days anyway? Hurry up and go... "Oh, wait a moment …"

Lin Ange stomped up the stairs and quickly ran down.

"Sister Zhou, this card has a hundred thousand. Take it first." In case, I mean, if it's serious and not enough