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... gradual change in Zhang Zhao’s expression. She had never imagined that Zhang Zhao would dare to resist her, nor had she thought that Zhang Zhao could resist her.
Zhang Zhao’s chest heaved violently, his eyes turning red. He grabbed Zhang Xin’s hand and pulled it down from the air, twisting her arm forcefully.
Zhang Zhao stepped back, his gaze resting on Zhang Xin’s face, looking at her with an incomparable longing and cherishing.
Zhang Zhao’s thin lips curled into a mock ...
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