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Han Liu looked at Leng Qiyue's smile and felt her scalp tingling. What was this mistress trying to do now?

Leng Qiyue gulped down the rice, and after she had eaten her fill, she said: "Call Xiao Die here."

Han Liu nodded, tidying up the dishes.

When Xiao Die came in, she was still holding onto her broom, with a face full of depression