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... esurfaced in her mind.
She looked at the cold and aloof youth who stood by the door. He emitted a very reserved and quiet feeling, completely different from the person who threatened her yesterday.
Zhao Minghua frowned slightly as she stared at Xie Xinglin. She glanced down at her watch, “A minute late.”
“Xie Xinglin, come to my office after class for the assignment and turn it in at the end of the school day.”
Xiaopang, who sat in the front, blurted out to his tablema ...
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