Not long after returning to the hotel, Meng Xiaowan fainted again.

I felt my pulse, it was terriblely slow, less than forty beats per minute, and my first feeling was that my soul was lost.

Could it be that Sister Cheng Dao invited soldiers and horses again?

I was getting more and more anxious, just thinking about spending the three million quickly.

The process of making money is not easy, although it has only been a little more than a month, but it is ......

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