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Xia Xiaomin lowered her head. Although her vision was blurry, she could still see the shadow cast on her chopping board.

Without a second thought, Xia Xiaomin continued to beat the chopping board with her kitchen knife.

Zhong Luochen hugged a bouquet of yellow roses and felt the scorching gaze from all directions, but Xia Xiaomin was the only one who didn't even look at him