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"Oh? "Really?" Zhong Luozhan hugged his shoulders as his interest was piqued.

Xia Xiaomin looked at Zhong Luozheng's smug expression and realized that money was the least valuable thing in Zhong Luozheng's eyes.

Xia Xiaomin shrugged her nose, picked up the lunch box she had left on the table, and with a disdainful look on her face, said, "You look like a nouveau riche