"With your intelligence and my resources, we can definitely soar to the sky with each other."

Chen Yuanyuan filled himself with Maotai again and even raised his wine glass to Tang Sanguo.

Tang Sanguo smiled bitterly: "She is a bitter child."

Chen Yuanyuan sneered: "Don't I suffer? Is Beixuan not suffering?"

"You are here today, not celebrating, nor are you just venting your emotions to me."

Tang Sanguo's tone was indifferent: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"bid farewell!"

Chen Yuanyuan pinched the wine glass and said, "I'm going to Hengcheng."

"This time, it's either Tang Ruoxue dies, or I dies." "You two women you care about always have to die..."

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