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Shu Ling turned her head to look at Han Yurou. The smile that had been plastered on her face all this time had disappeared. "Tell me, how did Lu Manman make you plot against me?"

Han Yurou, who was sitting on the ground, laughed so hard that she was tearing up. "Designing you? Hahahahaha, wasn't it you, Shu Ling, who came to scheme against me? You have always been so lucky, you slut