The bareheaded youth took the contract from Hansa and swept through Hansa with unbridled eyes. "Beauty, see clearly, there are Korean Dawon's signature and handprint on it. Let's not say we are unreasonable. Let's leave a day for you to move. Tomorrow at this time, we will come to collect the house!"

"You lie, I don't believe Lao Han will do that!" Zhang Jianmei could not accept the news and cried out.

The bareheaded man shrugged his lips and said, "There's still a fake word in black and white. Besides, the money for selling the house, we've all handed it over to Han Dayuan, but we've lost almost now!"

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