Fake Bankruptcy: The Pampered Wifey of an Imperious President
Shu Yin drew Gong Teng towards the door without a sidelong glance. Not until both of them disappeared from sight did Fang Qianxi take a step backwards. "Mr. Yan, I'm so sorry. I promise I'll start working on my acting skills when I get back." She felt that she was insanely unlucky to have been pressured into agreeing to help Yan Ci put on an act by
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