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Although she didn't hurt anyone, this act of hers completely shattered Zhou Shuyue's fantasy of fostering a close bond between them. She looked at the blade gleaming with a cold light, her pupils trembling: "Xiao Ji, you...","I saw all your photos in Xiaoji's room drawer while I was helping her tidy up. She didn't tell you about that, did she",Qian Wei screamed, she was grabbed by Yan Ji's collar and pushed to the edge of the steps. Her heels hung in the air, her body arched backward, standing at the edge in a dangerous posture that could roll down at any time. The fear of breaking her leg last time enveloped her: "Yan Ji, you crazy man, what do you want to do"。