Picking up the matchbox, his white hands, white and a little sickly, pulled out a match, slid it slightly, lit the envelope, threw the envelope into the brazier, and the envelope burned slowly.

The bitter brown envelope, connected to the letters inside, burned together, rolling up reddish-orange flames...

"Stand-in Bai Yueguang, She Just Wants to Get Rich" Chapter 242 The Best Ji Fengting is hitting with her hand, please wait a moment,

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