Liu Lan was a woman of action. That very afternoon, she went to the bank and withdrew 200,000 yuan in cash, then called Li Gang that evening to invite him over for dinner the following night.
After hanging up, Li Gang held a beautiful woman with soft, delicate features in his arms, a look of profound helplessness flickering in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" the woman asked, her voice as grating as sandpaper rubbing against wood.
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