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"Orange, Orange..." Orange was still in the room, and the person who called her was the landlady Fu Mei. The voice of someone in her 80s was still very loud, and everyone living in the building heard it. The old lady Fu Mei kept shouting orange. "Hey, Orange, there's a call from someone in your house! Also, the phone in your house keeps calling my phone! Hey, hurry up, it's going to cost money." Old Mrs. Fu Mei knew that the longer she waited on the phone, the more money she would have to pay, so she urged Orange anxiously. Orange rented a small room in the northeast corner of the third floor of her four-story building. Juzi heard it, but she didn't have the strength to reply loudly. She already felt that her body was worse than that of Mrs. Fu Mei. Orange slowly pushed herself up, she felt very weak. Mrs. Fu Mei often regards Orange as her granddaughter. That was when Mrs. Fu Mei was in a good mood.
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