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"Then, what kind of person am I, don't you know?" Mo Xin'er argued with Mo Ze with a rare stubbornness. She poked her heart with her hand and thought of her past. She could no longer control her tears.

"Then, do you hate me?" Seeing Mo Xin'er trying her best to protect Nong Ying, Mo Ze felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart.

Mo Xin'er lowered her head. The more close people were