Qiao An froze for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, "Uncle Jin, what kind of deadpan joke are you telling?"
Jin Qingzhou looked her straight in the eyes, showing no sign of avoiding the subject. "I'm serious."
Qiao An bit her lip, her fingers clutching the bedding tightly. After taking a few imperceptibly deep breaths, she said, "I don't like him."
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