"Ning Chen, you jerk."
Jiang Wanzhuang gnashed her teeth. If looks could kill, Ning Chen would have been hacked to pieces a thousand times over by now. Yet, faced with her murderous glare, he remained utterly calm, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
In his mind, he was already picturing Jiang Wanzhuang dressed up as the "Queen of the Women's Country."
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