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... face turned crimson, and her hands clutching her purse nearly turned white from the pressure; she felt as if all the men and women around her were mocking her lack of shame, and that faint gaze made her want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Brat, what nonsense are you spouting?" Father Bai was quite helpless with his son, only able to stare wide-eyed, giving him a light but stern warning.
Since childhood, Bai Yiming’s thick skin had endured countless hits from Old M ...
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