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... e fruit in her hand and grabbed Qiao Xiuyun’s hand.
Tears streamed down her fair and delicate cheeks, a piercing pain instantly coursing through her limbs and bones.
Words couldn’t describe such pain.
She looked at her mother’s swollen face through blurred tears, knowing it was her own doing.
Qiao Xiuyun hadn’t slapped Bai Xiaoxiao’s face but hit her own.
Yet Bai Xiaoxiao would rather her mother hit her, not herself.
The slap Qiao Xiuyun gave herse ...
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