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"I'm not wearing the mourning garment, take it away!" Xia Sizhu didn't even glance at the clothes in Ling'er's hands as she spoke.
"Miss, that's not good!" Ling'er held the mourning garment, at a loss of what to do.
"What's wrong with it? First, it's not my mother. Second, it's not good for me at all. Third Xia Wei is not my father
