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I hate you, Shen Musheng.

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want all of them. Shen Musheng, I hate you …" Qin Ruochu could not continue any further. She threw her phone on the bed and hugged herself as she cried.

She really didn't cry much, because Qin Ruochu knew that crying was useless, not even tears. This was an experience she gained from losing her parents.

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