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... was seated to the left of Zhao Meimei. He had barely slept last night, tossing and turning, thinking about how Zhao Meimei had practically wanted to draw a dividing line between them with her pen during the day. The taste in his heart was indescribable.
From start to finish, he held no grievance against Zhao Meimei; rather, his mind was filled with anger towards Zhang Zhao and with deep-seated envy, jealousy, and hatred towards Shi Yang.
Being by Zhao Meimei’s side had become a h ...
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