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Chen Fuyue lightly hit him with her hand. "I'm going to tell what you said to the Patriarch."

Luo Yixiao said with a bitter face, "This is not good. For your own good, you sold me out. Ai, your husband is sad."

"Alright, let's stop messing around. In the evening, I want to go to the night market to eat.

Luo Yixiao mumbled, "You've already got my money in your pocket