"If you don't believe it, then just wait for Lu Hao to die in Shenzhen." After saying that, Chen Jinlan hopped on her bicycle and left.
Lu Jianguo called out several times but she didn't stop.
He turned to Liu Fenglan and said, "Why do you speak like that? This situation doesn't seem fake at all."
Although Liu Fenglan was worried about Lu Hao, she was not about to give any money.
"Don't worry, if this is real, she'll definitely send money to Song Jiajia, and Song Jiajia will surely bring Haozi back."
Lu Jianguo looked at Liu Fenglan's confident expression, shook his head, and felt a sense of helplessness.
After Chen Jinlan left, she didn't go home but headed somewhere else instead.
Someone like Liu Fenglan might really not care.
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"Auntie, once they're this golden brown you can scoop them out. Then you can pour the oil into a container for future use in cooking, because this oil makes food taste even better."
Sang Yu was scooping out balls while explaining to Auntie.
