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Qianqian rested for an hour before she stood up. As she was brushing her hair, Hong Jian came to report that the red fruits had been dealt with, asking Qianqian what to do next.

Qianqian was just about to have Zifu give her a simple hairstyle when she heard Hong Jian's report. "Put it on the table. I'll be right over."

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