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... Lu Lingche’s face immediately darkened, the warmth from moments ago seeming like nothing but a figment of Qiao Yin’s imagination as he said coldly, “I think it’s not just your face that’s injured, but your brain too, liking a useless person!”
His displeasure made Qiao Yin happy. If she could anger him enough to leave, that would be perfect. So she doubled down and said, “What’s wrong with liking a ‘useless person’? I just like him. You might be a genius, but does anyone like you?”
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