When Fiona left the room, Patrick asked unclearly, “Did you bring the salary card I gave you before?”
Fu heard that he was accustomed to carrying a small bag on his body, and nodded when he heard the words, took Patrick out of the bag and gave her a card and shook it, “Here.”
Patrick took the card in his hand and asked casually, “How much did you use.”
“No money.” Fiona raised his eyes, soft and soft, “This is the hard-earned money my father earned. I should keep it as a coffin in the future.”
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