Orange Fried Spicy Strips

Feng Lin held the ten photos his old man had given him and fell into deep thought.
There was the glamorous CEO, the gentle teacher, the international superstar, the professional assassin...
His task was to marry one of them.

Ten Goddesses Insist to Marry Me

Feng Lin's expression turned somber as he looked toward the distant Qin Peng and asked aggressively, "What nonsense are you spouting? When have I ever cheated you out of money?"


"Still playing dumb, kid? I have the transaction record right here. You promised me; for eighty million, you'd break up with Xu Ruoying. Why didn't you do it?"


Qin Peng, holding his cell phone, walked toward Feng Lin, surrounded by a group of burly men.


"Young Master Qin, I'm just asking you, did I or did I not break up with Xu Ruoying after taking your money? I did," Feng Lin said.


Feng Lin's hands were tucked in his pockets as he smiled and glanced at Xu Ruoying.


But Xu Ruoying's face was ice-cold, "So you secretly kept twenty million?"


"Now's not the time to talk about this," Feng Lin quickly changed the subject and said to Qin Peng, "You gave me the money, and I broke up with her. We've completed that deal."


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