Ling Lin took a deep breath, cursing Yanyue a thousand times over in her heart.
So what if she was a young lady from Shangjing? Her brain was so dim she couldn’t even grasp a simple hint; she had to be told everything in plain, ugly terms.
Even so, Ling Lin didn’t show it on her face. Furrowing her brows, she put on a look of troubled concern.
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