Valentina, in high spirits, stomped onto the sofa, wildly waving a microphone and howling."White Lotus Lu Dog, getting greener by the day... May you have many children, each with a different father...You're the moonlight, right? This trash Lu Yuhan, I'm throwing him at you. Don't thank me, goodbye!"Bill Gilbert, through a mix of coaxing and deception, managed to usher Barry Dunbar out, telling him to wait in the car.Then, he snatched the microphone from Valentina's hand and tossed her into the next room...After accomplishing this, Bill Gilbert felt as if a flower had bloomed in his heart, wondering how his little ancestor would thank him.Valentina grabbed the man's collar, and a finely chiseled, handsome face loomed infinitely close before her eyes. She must be drunk, she thought, seeing everyone as Lu Yuhan.Her body was burning, and her throat was so dry it hurt. Valentina wanted to sit up for a drink of water.But in the next second, a pair of thin, sensual lips presse
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