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... If I don’t hold you responsible, who should I hold?” Yu Sixing had just raised his head before wincing in pain, immediately lowering it. His face was so twisted it looked like it was about to develop wrinkles. All the while, his hand was placed protectively over his injury, as if he’d become a eunuch altogether if he moved it again.
“Who would have known…” she’d kicked him before, and the jerk rightfully deserved it. Regardless, she was unwilling to deal with him; he was a despicable an ...
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