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Zhao Liang suddenly had a thought. If he was really opened by Ji Jingbai one day, he would buy fruit tea from him at a shop, and then sell them. His business would probably not be so bad.

"Don't worry. Just tell me after you've finished drinking it. I, I'll prepare it again."

When he said these words, Zhao Liang's heart was bleeding.

It wasn't because he was distressed about the cost