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"Mother, you are truly a maid professional." Song Qi Xi looked at Jiang Yi He, who was dressed in linen clothes but was still magnificent and smiling like a star. The same are all people, why is she the maid, but he is the guest of honor. Song Qixi expressed his disbelief, he despaired of this world of faces. The tea store crone turned back to come in and saw Song Qi Xi still standing here at the back door, and hurriedly ran out with trembling speed, waving and shouting: ''Aigoo, oh my god! General, your wife has fallen, General, your wife has fallen!" Song Qi Xi felt a bolt of heavenly thunder thunder through her head as she listened. Wherever the thunder went, no brain cells were intact. She ran out to take a look, that Jiang Yiche actually led a group of people away, leaving her alone in the tea store! Jiang Yiche, your wife is gone, your grandfather.