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... g had done something terrible to her.

Sun Changqing frowned. Although he didn't like Liu Xiuxiu, she was still a girl beside him. Being bullied like this made him look useless.

So he stepped forward to support the fragile Liu Xiuxiu, and turned to glare at Wen Ling, no longer as shy and kind as before, "Classmate, we are just catching up with classmate Fang Qing, why are you so aggressive?"

Wen Ling was filled with anger when Sun Changqing said this, "Where did you come out ...

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