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Pideng was right next to her, his face was filled with pain.

"Please take us back again. I won't bother you anymore after I finish packing."

"Sure, you paid up just now."

The man replied indifferently, then drove the taxi home.

Cao Xiaolei walked into the house, looked at the walls filled with poverty, then at the wedding photo hanging in the living room, then at the man's arrogant appearance