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... people shudder.
Her pretty face, perfect fair skin, now stained with blood, looked quite terrifying.
Su Xiaomeng did not hold back when throwing the cup at Chu Jiao, but to say that Chu Jiao could not dodge at all would not be accurate.
Indeed, they were sitting face to face, but the living room was spacious, a large coffee table in between them, creating a distance of over two meters.
In Su Xiaomeng’s view, Chu Jiao could have dodged but chose not to.
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