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One afternoon, the internet was in an uproar.

Qianzhaozhao looked at the news on the internet, her hands trembling like a basin of hot water being poured on their heads.

The page slid down, full of curses.

She clasped her hands, her nails digging into them.

What should she do, she really didn't do it on purpose, everyone in Fengjia should already know …

Wushuang stood beside her