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However, the more he asked, the harder Lu Yiyun cried. "Yes… Are you feeling 1000 is too expensive? 500 is ok! No, today. Today is your lucky day, free! I will give you a free membership?! Please don't cry!" No matter how Zhang Zian persuaded, it did not work. He looked around seeking help, but just met Fina’s eyes. The eyes were no longer despising, and clearly said, "Why don't you go to hell?" "It's not me who made her cry!" Zhang Zian thumped his chest and stamped his feet, feeling there was nowhere to get fair justice. Clearly, there was only Lu Yiyun and him in the shop. He was obviously the scapegoat! Zhang Zian felt like he was getting into big trouble, and the end of the world was coming! At this time, he must ask the elder for its life experience on how to make the girl not cry! He hastened to look at Old Time Tea, hoping that it could put the country and the nation aside for now, first to save him from the abyss of misery.
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