curled into a confident smirk. "Every month, you have people bring the leftover fabric scraps from the production line to the dump. There, they meet with representatives from Miaoqi Recycling and sell..."He is no match for us..." Dahei glanced at Fengling.

If Feng Ling hadn't used his tricks to knock them unconscious, who knows who would have been at a disadvantage...

Feng Ling, upon hearing this, restrained his urge to beat him up...

On the way to the restaurant, Da Hei was astonished by Song Junlin's luxurious manor, praising him with every word, which made Song Junlin burst into laughter and feel very happy.

Song Junlin smiled and told them to make themselves at home, feel free to look around, then said, “Yan Yan, come with your uncle.”hey have loved and pampered since I was little..."Sī Yè Chén looked down at him, his voice laced with disdain. “You are nothing to me.”"What did you say" Li Yusa was incredulous, staring at the man sh...