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"Sorry, sorry, Qianqian, don't be afraid of me."

Mu Qianqian's body stiffened as she heard the man's pleadingly mumbling next to her ear. She slowly put down the cup in her hands as well. Tears flowed down her face and dripped onto the cold surface of the sink.

Mu Qianqian clearly knew that Rong Heting wasn't just apologizing for what happened just now