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The heavy rain poured down, dark and oppressive, making daytime feel like night.
At the gate of the Qin Family, Gong Xueyan was kneeling continuously.
"Ah... Miss Gong, you should leave! Didn't I say? Our young master isn't here."
Facing the persuasion, Gong Xueyan was completely unmoved, continuing to kneel. She had to wait, wait for Qin Shaoju!
The rain kept falling, showing no signs of letting up.
A car drove up the avenue, stopping at the entrance.
Gong Xueyan's body was already stiff, finding it difficult to even look back.
In the heavy rain, Qin Shaoju got out of the car, walked toward Gong Xueyan, and looked at her with disdain, "Gong Xueyan, what's the point of this? Making yourself look like a ghost for sympathy?"
Gong Xueyan raised her head, glaring at him.
Qin Shaoju furrowed his brows, "What a terrifying gaze, what? Do you hate me to death? I have no..."
'Thud'!
Gong Xueyan bowed straight down in a prostrating manner!
