Amber White subconsciously turned back and trotted back to the side of Sean Smith, the man just lit the cigarette, and the fingertips were covered with sparks, dyed with thick fog, and his handsome face was even more impersonal.
Amber White stopped her step, and she opened her mouth in a low voice: “Mr. Smith, can you lend me some money? I will pay you back tomorrow.”
There was no wind around, although her voice was not high, it was also very clear. And Sean Smith looked at Amber White...
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The readers' comments on the novel: Please Go Away, Mr Smith!
Please update. Great story...