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... giving me my IP address and looking into my homework folder on my PC, I just wanted to tell you that I mean no harm]

[ How can I be so sure? How do you even know it's me?]

[ Trade secret, Beautiful Sister]

[ Hah, You think I am a girl? Do you think there are girls on the internet?]

[ At least you are…Right, Beautiful Sister?]

Jia Hao took his time as he waited for the reply. But then, he closed the shutter of the front camera of his laptop.

[ Also, ...

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