Zhong Xiao'ai's heart sank abruptly, and a chill surged from the soles of her feet straight to her head. She instinctively took a step back, her hands tightly shielding her chest.
"What... what do you want?" she asked, trembling.
Li Hao said nothing, simply looking at her quietly. His gaze was deep and cold, as if it could pierce straight through her soul.
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