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The owner of the hands was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. She had a round, oval face with delicate, rosy skin that glowed from within. Under her slender eyebrows were bright eyes that sparkled like stars. Her black pupils were like precious jewels freshly retrieved from ice water, shining brilliantly.,"Grandpa Li, where did you find this piece of trash rock to throw among the antiques One rotten apple spoils the whole bunch. This oddity mixed in with all these exquisite antiques will lower their value. You're not afraid it will affect your business" Holding the small stone, she unceremoniously belittled it as worthless.,"I feel great," Le Yun laughed, her eyes crinkled at the corners. She tucked the small stone into the front pocket of her jeans so she wouldn't lose it.。

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