Chapter 810

Chapter 184Zhao Ping'an had no psychological pressure at all, and directly opened his mouth, liking something meant he had to get it. Money was nothing but an external thing.Chapter 810

When Zhao Ping'an stood before Young Master Zhao, he was as insignificant as an ant, no better than a... maggot!

Zhao Ping'an's face turned ashen. They really know how to put it!

Nan Gong Rou, hearing their conversation, seemed to suddenly come to her senses and remember everything that had happened.

Tears flowed uncontrollably once more, she whispered, "Peace..."

A good woman is faithful from the beginning to the end!

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Now that he is Zhao Ping'an, once he dies, I absolutely cannot live alone.

">family of antique collectors, an ordinary girl would never dare to enter.Zhao Ping'an nodded slightly, but his expression grew increasingly solemn. As the ancients loved to record events through pain...