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After he finished speaking, he slammed the door and walked out.
Xia Wenjin went even crazier, hurling everything nearby out.
“Lu Zhaozhao! Ah!!!”
The next morning, a light, misty rain began to fall.
The raindrops were small yet made Lu Zhaozhao not want to get out of bed at all.
She truly felt like she was tormented to within an inch of her life yesterday.
Now, she lay curled up in bed, being treated like an ancestor by Song Sinia ...
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