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end, she couldn't refuse. After all, she really didn't know how to cook.He put the one hundred yuan back in his pocket and looked down at the food in his arms and the necessities on the table.Yang Fan...te tiger cub."Hearing her voice, the white tiger stiffened. It stiffly turned its head to see Yang Fan, the human it despised, right in front of it.It was so scared that its fur stood on end.It's over...