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... t it was time to board.
Xie Zhen stood up with his carry-on bag, suddenly pointing to a girl nearby and said, “Isn’t that Zhu Xiangxiang?”
Zhao Heng, who was listening to music, lifted her eyelids at the mention of this familiar name, and a cold smirk appeared on her lips.
If it isn’t Zhu Xiangxiang, who else could it be?
Zhao Heng scoffed disdainfully and turned away.
Xie Zhen muttered, “It really is her. What is she doing in Jingzhou?”
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