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Upon hearing this, Soong Qingchen's expression changed drastically, as if she had swallowed a fly. "I, I, I got someone to help me pick it!"

Soong Xijiao shook off Soong Qingchen's chin, then took out her handkerchief to wipe her hands in disgust. "Elder sister, how much money do you think you can take out?" If you ask someone to help you dig this ginseng