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Tao Zhixiang suddenly raised her head, her pure eyes filled with disbelief.

"I don't want it!"

She firmly refused, emotionally a bit agitated.

Chu Mucheng stared at her face, then took out a card from his wallet and threw it on the table.

"Don't want the house? Here, take this card, the passcode is six zeros."

Tao Zhixiang's eyes reddened slightly, as if tears were about to emerge again.

"Chu Mucheng, I'm not that kind of woman!"

Right now, to her, Chu Mucheng's actions were exceedingly hurtful!

What does he think of her?

Chu Mucheng also squinted his eyes, his expression quite ugly.

"Don't want the house? Don't want the card? Why did you go to the bar to sing before, weren't you very short on money? Since you're short on money, why put on airs of integrity?"

Chu Mucheng paused, then coldly said: "Could it be that, what you want is me? Don't tell me that after only meeting twice, you've fallen in love with me! Ha! If so, I would find it very laughable!"