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Chapter 1887 Look, that one, how much is it worth?
Ye Xiao circled back to this question. He closed the ultra-thin notebook in his hand and placed it on the table. 。My body turned towards Lin Jinran's direction, and I asked in a low voice, "You like... ring, ring ring ring, ring ring ring" 。The phone automatically disconnects the ringtone and no one answers. 。He furrowed his brow and dialed again, but it went straight to voicemail. 。Just as I was...