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“Brother Qiang… Brother Qiang, I’ve changed my clothes…” Ye Xinyu’s ten fingers were tightly clenched together, her face pulled into a stiff smile as she spoke cautiously.
Brother Qiang looked up, glanced at her sideways, and pushed the two women beside him away.
Then, he patted his tattoo-covered thigh, “Come here.”
Ye Xinyu’s face turned pale. Brother Qiang was a big shot in the industry, rumored to have influence in both legal and il ...
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