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Previously, Ziyu’s mother had kept her head down in front of Gu Qingcheng, not daring to make eye contact.
Now, stopping Gu Qingcheng, she was face to face, eye to eye with her.
In an instant, as she looked into Gu Qingcheng’s icy eyes, she hurriedly lowered her head, feeling as if those eyes were like daggers ready to strike her dead.
The oppressive aura exuding from Gu Qingcheng felt like a chokehold on her throat, rendering her unable to utter ...
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