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“Nothing. I was just saying.” She unscrewed the cap of a small, intricately twisted purple crystal bottle, parted Zi Tong’s waist-length hair, and sprinkled a few drops of light floral perfume behind her ear and neck. Xue’er sighed. Though she said this, in her heart, Nangong Xue was truly very worried. She was certain that this date was not as simple as Zi Tong claimed. Over the past year since they became friends, Xue had come to understand Zi Tong’s personality inside out. Based on her knowledge of Zi Tong, she knew that Zi Tong placed extraordinary importance on this date. This was evident from the time she spent getting ready. Although she was as beautiful as Yue Xing and Xue'er, who were also top beauties at Descartes, Zi Tong was very different from them in one aspect. That was t

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