Everyone looked at Quinn Marsden again.
“Auntie Misunderstanding, I don’t have a rich boyfriend, only a sponsor.”
“Who lie?”
“The third daughter-in-law, you didn’t see it. Who was the one who sent you Quinn Marsden just now?” The old man suddenly inserted a sentence.
“Of course I know, that is the assistant of the eighth of the Sheng family, Jeremy Flint …” Aunt San said that she already knew the weight.
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