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n“Yes, I can accommodate you with hot water.” Ling Jue pinched its soft cheeks and smiled evilly.

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n“…” Tang Yuan pursed its lips and humphed softly for the rest of its life. It poked her arm with its little claws. Bad guy, bad guy! Poke and wash you!

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nGu Ziming sent the group of reporters away. He was so exhausted that he put all his money into the bank next to him.

nHe put all his money into his own card this time because he had recognized Lord Jue’s card a long time ago. Wasn’t this the VIP bank card of Weishui International?

nHe understood everything. Lord Jue had won all the money from the Weishui International Casino and had given it to him at that time. The card was only valid for three months.

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nFortunately, the Yunhai Bank next to it was not closed. It must have been opened for the purpose of this lottery hall.

nAfter Gu Ziming finished everything, he was extremely hungry. He bought a bottle of water by the roadside and sat in the bus booth. The moon hung high in the sky, and the surroundings became quiet.

nHe could not help but smile bitterly. He was so hungry.

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n“Sigh, let’s go buy something to eat first.” He looked at the time and realized it was already midnight. No wonder he was famished.

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nHe had just walked into a wonton restaurant and sat down when he saw an acquaintance walk in.

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nGu Ziming emitted a resentful aura.

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n“Lord Jue!”

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n“…”

nLing Jue did not expect that she would only go downstairs for supper when she was hungry. Then, she saw an acquaintance. This acquaintance… Was quite familiar.

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n“Ahem, Xiao Ming.” Ling Jue walked over generously and sat opposite him. “Thank you for your hard work today. I’ll treat you to wonton stew.”

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n“…” Gu Ziming looked at the five-yuan bowl of wonton stew and looked at him resentfully again.

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n“How about two bowls? Three is fine too.” Ling Jue stretched out three fingers and slapped the table. “Boss, give this little brother three bowls of wonton stew!”

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nGu Ziming: “…” Did he say anything?

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nLing Jue did not bring Tang Yuan this time. That guy ate too much and was sleeping.

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nWhen she was having a big meal, she only ate vegetables. She felt hungry after taking a shower at home, so she came down to eat.

nWho knew that she would run into Gu Ziming, who was wandering outside in the middle of the night.

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nShe pushed the soy sauce in front of him and comforted him, “Xiao Ming, go back to bed early in the middle of the night. It’s not good for your health to sleep late.”

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nGu Ziming knew that she was playing dumb, so he exposed her. “I just finished dealing with the lottery hall.”

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n“What’s going on in the lottery hall?” Ling Jue chewed on the dried potato chips that the boss had sent over. She looked at him with bright eyes, as if she did not know anything.

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nGu Ziming: “…”

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nHe sighed and put the soy sauce bottle aside. He took out a tissue and wiped the table in front of her. “Forget it. You’re the boss. You did everything right.”

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n“That’s my good assistant! How about I treat you to ten bowls of wonton stew?” Ling Jue patted his shoulder and curled her lips.

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n“Didn’t you say you didn’t know what was going on?” Gu Ziming looked at him teasingly. “Why are you saying such things again?”

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nLord Jue was caught by him, haha.

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n“I didn’t think of it a second ago, but I did now,” Ling Jue pursed her lips and said frankly.

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n“…” Gu Ziming knew that the older the ginger, the spicier it was. What about now?

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nLord Jue, who was younger than him, was an old ginger!

nHow could he beat him!

n“By the way, Lord Jue, how did you win so many prizes?” Gu Ziming suddenly stretched his neck and asked softly.

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nLing Jue chewed on the potato chips and looked up at him. “Will you believe me if I said I guessed?”

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