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... u want to run off with some man, He Ye or Meng Qiancheng?" Zhou Lin’s mouth curled in a disdainful arc, his voice full of icy sharpness, "If they knew you had climbed into my bed willingly at the beginning, would they still want you?"
It was a killing stroke, meant to cut deep; such was Zhou Lin’s intention this time.
Cheng Zhiwei bit her lip, looking at that mean and harsh face, her eyes turning sore and red. This matter was like a nail in the pillar of shame, to be brought out ...
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