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... sed her voice and coldly demanded an answer.
Han Liuya’s gaze flickered, and she kept silent.
Qiao Qingyu sneered, "When we were young, you said my face was pretty, then you grabbed my hair and stuffed me into the stove pit. Don’t think that just because so many years have passed I have forgotten."
"I was young back then; what did I know?"
"Now you’ve grown up, you should understand. Don’t be so spiteful with your words, you should know what ’disasters stem from t ...
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