[69 Book Bar-www.] Gong Yingran looked at Xiaohong in shame and anger, Cold War ing= =

"Didn't you agree to be good American chocolate?"

Gong Yingran roared angrily.

"It's from the United States..."

"Damn it, just buy a dime-per-dollar gold coins and chocolate to fool me, right? Then I also wrote a black pen with a 'Made in the United States' and said I was a three-year-old child!"

"Hey! Isn't that the case?"

"Xiaohong, then forget it. I'll be cheaper and you'll just treat me to a meal."

Yingran's face read "I'm very reserved."

However, only Gong Yingran is no longer reserved.

"Uh---Okay."

Xiaohong didn't know that Yingran had an amazing appetite, and she even chose the most expensive one =

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A restaurant.

"Ahem, put the most expensive ones here, the table is not enough to put together, and I want all the desserts here, and I want a bottle of red wine."

Yingran is really pretending to be reserved. She usually just says it without reading the recipe = =

The waiter did it, and there were about 4 or 5 tables together. While Yingran was eating, she looked at the stunned Xiaohong insidiously. It seemed that she was saying: I would not end up being a good thing =

so, because there is no enough money, Xiaohong stayed as a long-term worker tragically = =

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In a dark room, the big display screen was printed with a bright smile. The man sitting on the sofa said in a very happy but calm voice: "What is her name?"

The butler standing beside him took out a thick stack of information and said respectfully: "Young Master, this is Miss Gong Yingran, your playmate when you were a child."

The man in the dark seemed to smile, then snapped his fingers and came in a well-dressed person.

"This time, I want her!"

"Young Master, but our poster has been posted..."

"I want her!"

With a firm tone, the butler waved his hand and the man stepped back.

The man looked through the information in the butler's hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened. Then he threw it heavily on the table, walked to the front of the display frequency, reached out to touch the outline of the girl's face on the display frequency.

Yingran, I finally found you...

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I have nothing to do. I saw that the recommendation was 100, so I added more. If I had a little more, I would have updated it.
Chapter completed!