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"..."
Qin Youxuan's tears slid down her cheeks in an instant; she quickly turned her back, her hand reaching up to wipe them away.
So that Hanjie wouldn't see.
"Did Su Yiru go to find Diwu Zexuan, and did he agree to help her?"
"No."
Hanjie looked at her, catching sight of her moist eyes, and his brows slightly furrowed.
Diwu Zexuan was never someone just anyone could ask for help; when he was in a bad mood, no amount of money would make a difference.
The only person who could get him to set aside interests and talk about human feelings was Hanjie himself.
No matter how powerful the Ye Family was, if Diwu Zexuan didn't want to treat someone, he would not pay them any mind.
Diwu Zexuan was certainly not someone short of money.
"You want to help her." Hanjie looked at her, about to speak but hesitating, already guessing what she was thinking.