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The woman in front of him just stared at her fingernails, with no intention of opening her mouth first. Qing Qing knew that she was waiting for her to speak.

"Who are you? What do you want? "

The woman finally made her move, picking up a knife from the nearby table, one hand clutching her neck, the other holding the knife's back as she caressed her cheek, saying, "Xu Qingqing