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Chapter 112

Chapter 112

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Qiao Yusu let go of the hand that was holding him, her emotions gradually calming down a lot. "He tied me to a chair, put a watermelon by my feet, and then started stabbing the watermelon with a knife. I was so nervous at the time, terrified that he might slip and stab my leg." "Though I admit his knife skills are actually quite good, it was still extremely dangerous. You have no idea how nervous I was—I was even prepared to never come back to see you..."

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