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The driver still had a man wearing black-rimmed glasses sitting in the front passenger seat.,"Still the same, if you want to call off the wedding, have Ning Changzheng personally tell me.",Ning Qingxue bit her lip, annoyance flashing in her eyes. "Without money, he can't even survive in Nanjiang. I bet you anything, within three days, he'll come crawling back to me."。