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His words …

Low, solemn.

Qiao Mu was slightly startled. Her gaze stopped on Tang Beiyao, her eyes were still wet. After the chaos, her mind was at a loss for a moment: What does he mean?

"I hate you?" Tang Beiyao asked with a smile that was not a smile. He pressed his hand on her waist and hugged her tighter, "I will kiss a woman I hate?"

Qiao Mu looked at him blankly.

After a long while