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"I don't agree!" Lin Guoping roared, his usually good temper completely exploding.
As soon as Lin Yan returned home, she saw Lin Guoping clutching his head, squatting at the doorway, mumbling with his sweat-soaked cigarette roll, the house filled with the choking smell of raw smoke.
She had already told Lin Guoping many times not to smoke inside the house, seeing as they were just staying there temporarily, to at least go to the corridor to smoke.
Now the walls had already turned yellow from Lin Guoping's smoking.
"It's just 30,000, the child is having such a hard time, just help Chu Xiu out. When she has the money, she can pay us back. Old Lin, just do this favor for us. Can your passbook at home give birth?"
Zhou Ping said while wiping away her tears!
Lin Guoping had always been afraid of Zhou Ping, and normally his words carried no weight at home, but when it came to money, it was as if someone had touched his lifeline and there was no negotiation.
