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How could this be?

Qiao Anxia could not believe it.

However, every word that Soong Yixue drew was like a sharp blade that pierced her heart.

She was afraid that Mo Hancheng would believe her.

"Hancheng, I really didn't expect Anxia to be so heartless. I tried to persuade her not to be impulsive, but she wouldn't listen." Soong Yixue frowned and looked at Mo Hancheng in remorse