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Hearing this, Tong Xiaonan immediately glared unhappily at the translator. Carter was not a Chinese, this was not some wine house, what was there to drink?

It was one thing to bring back that set of dregs from the country, but the foreigners did not even open their mouths, so why would he, an interpreter, try to coax them?

Tong Xiaonanbei bit her lips as she sat there reluctantly