"Leave it to you, I can rest assured." In a short sentence, Jacob Jones's full trust in Gu Ningyan was exhausted.

"Good."

Looking at the cold eyes of Jacob Jones, Sarah Davis seems to understand something.

"Why give it to her!" At the door, a charming and anxious female voice suddenly sounded. "Brother Jiang, you can't give this matter to Gu Ningyan!"

Fu Yunxi rushed in from the door in a hurry, carrying a heat preservation bucket in his hand.

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