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She looked sorrowful, as if she was truly a sister who was worried about her sibling.

The moment Xia Chuxing noticed her, she picked up a teacup beside her and threw it at her.

Xia Churan didn’t expect that, and she was hit in the forehead.

Ruan Yu immediately shrieked, and the scene immediately turned chaotic.

Xia Churan pressed the wound on her head and stared at Xia Chuxing in confusion.

Xia Chuxing sneered. “Didn’t you say that you want to suffer ...

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