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The two hundred dollars placed in the wallet was heavy and heavy, like a brick, it fiercely smashed onto Soong Xijiao's chest, causing her to immediately pinch her lips in pain as she gasped.

[Just give me the money. Can you not be so rude?]

However, Meng Xinghe was a martial general, how could he not be rude?

She knew that it was useless to say it out loud