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... u apologize or not?" Wen Zhiyuan asked coldly.
His gaze was like a sharp knife, landing on Gu Luoluo’s face.
Gu Luoluo bit her lip, stubbornly saying, "No..."
She simply wouldn’t apologize, wouldn’t apologize!
She wasn’t wrong!
Wen Zhiyuan’s hand moved up a little, his index finger pressing on her carotid artery.
Gu Luoluo’s throat itched, wanting to cough but unable to, feeling extremely uncomfortable, an aching discomfort. She glared fiercely at ...
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