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... tears and stubbornly denied, "No, you saw wrong."
"You hate Qiao Xi too, don’t you?"
"Don’t talk nonsense!"
Qiao Xi was still a senior in her company; even if Wei Xue hated her, she wouldn’t admit it openly.
"I just saw you running out of Qiao Xi’s dressing room, did something upset you?"
"What are you trying to say?"
No one hates another without reason, and Wei Xue was still somewhat on guard.
She hated Qiao Xi, but she didn’t want to be ...
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