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Under the faint glow of the streetlight, the man's face was as handsome as jade, stern and noble, with a strong and upright figure, truly a graceful young nobleman, only his heart was too dark.
She had originally thought that there were at most a dozen boxes of inventory in the lingerie store; how could she know they had so much stock?
It was truly like lifting a rock only to drop it on her own feet.
She was full of grievances, "You carry it, and I'll tip you when we get back."
Li Yeqi shook his head, "I'm not short of money."
"Then what are you short of?" Yan Luoxi, gasping for breath and sweating a thin layer, which soaked into her scratched wounds, causing itchiness and pain, spoke with an even more displeased tone.
"The beauty of my wife."
