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... ease give me the house plan.”


“You want a house plan?” Ai Mengyun turned around, took the house plan, and threw it to him. “Here! Take it!”


The diagram landed on Gu Chengze’s face.


Bai Sheng sucked in a breath of cold air. When she turned to look at Aifei again, her eyes were red with anger! “What the hell are you doing?”


“Didn’t he want to see the layout?” Ai Mengyun was furious. “You’re so young yet so pretentious. A house with a 50 per cent disc ...

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