You must be curious how she knew about the incident three years ago?
The guard pushed her into the dimly lit room and then closed the heavy iron door.
In the almost dark room, Ji Qingxin stood in place as cockroaches scurried by her feet. She suppressed her disgust, thinking you want to compete in patience with me?
Mu Jingxi, you are no match for me.
The heat on the internet was relentless, despite constant efforts to control and delete posts.
Nevertheless, it couldn't match the speed of netizens, and the fervor continued to spread across major forums.
Someone, unknown who, started the tempo by beginning to curse Qiao An relentlessly. Originally a victim of rape, she now became cursed by everyone.
With an iPad in hand, Mu Jingxi's face grew increasingly grim as he browsed through various posts.
Smash!
The iPad shattered on the ground.
"Courting death!" The man's eyes turned blood red, his voice as icy as tempered steel.
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