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If his mother were to know that she had met with the white declaration, Ling Ao Jing would definitely be angry for helping him with the money.

Ling Ao Jing held onto the white declaration, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he looked at it.

Where does he live?

The white declaration came to life a little now, and grinned at Ruan Mo with its pale, dry lips, its eyes pleading