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Ruan Sisi was also looking at her, and her almond-shaped eyes did not have the previous trust in them. “Xianrou, are those people on Weibo telling the truth?”

Jiang Xianrou raised her head in a panic and met her eyes.

Ruan Sisi looked at her with very complicated eyes. Doubt, surprise, and disbelief could be seen in them.

Jiang Xianrou keenly caught her hidden contempt.

The look of contempt in Ruan Sisi’s eyes was like a needle stuck in her heart!

“Sisi.” Ji ...

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