The cold beauty left, leaving everyone in a daze. Nor did they notice that at the second-floor private room window, a pair of resentful eyes was staring fixedly at the direction of Fang Ailing's departure, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.
The owner of those eyes was none other than Gan Xirou, the one who had greeted Xue Qitian earlier.
Where others could not see, Gan Xirou clenched her hands tightly inside her sleeves, her fingernails digging deep into her flesh.
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