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Chapter 112: My Heart Isn’t Made of Iron Either…
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... u Ye, I was wrong before, I... I apologize to you."
In the room, Jiang Qingge, dressed in a white dress, slightly bit her lip and spoke towards an empty chair.
If there were others here at the moment, they might think that the Eldest Miss Jiang had gone mad.
Speaking to an empty chair about what she did wrong, out of nowhere.
Could she be possessed?
After speaking, Jiang Qingge felt a bit troubled. Facing an empty chair, she found it easy to speak, but whe ...
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