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Chapter 92 Hate, Hate, Disgusting Modification

"What do you think? Do you think I am not in pain, will I still be happy?" Xia Paner said coldly, with hatred and disgust in his eyes: "I fell in love with a man at the age of six. I have loved him for a full fourteen years, and he just used me as a tool for revenge!"

His heart suddenly felt ache, and the pain cracked, confessing to her straightforward luoluo and the hatred in her eyes.

The hatred in her eyes was so obvious that he could not erase even if he wanted to ignore it.

The hatred comes from deep in his bones and is marked with her mark.

He stood up and squeezed her warm and tender chin through the mahogany jade tiger pattern table.

With a crisp "slap", Xia Paner swung his big palm away and hissed: "Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

I just saw him pinching Xue Muqing's chin disgustingly. She didn't want him to touch her anymore. It was so disgusting that she was afraid that she would vomit it out on the spot.

Tang Junhao frowned, and blue veins bloomed on his forehead, and his face twisted: "You just hate me so much? You hate me so much?"

The red eyes were burning with anger, but it also brought a touch of indelible pain and sadness.

"Tang Junhao, I tell you that it is not only annoying and hating, but also disgusting!" Xia Paner shouted fiercely and ruthlessly: "Do you know, it is disgusting! Disgusting!! Seeing you flirting with a woman who is not irrelevant, I am so disgusting!"

Her words hit Tang Junhao's eardrums hard, his face pale and stiff.

He just wanted Xue Muqing's excitement to confirm what his mother said: It was just a fact that Xia Paner still loved him from beginning to end. He didn't expect that she would misunderstand him again and again.

Xia Paner, who was as cold as ice, pursed the lips of the diamond and sneered: "Tang Junhao, the word 'disgusting' hurts your arrogant male self-esteem! But it is my true love!"

His breathing was terrifyingly suppressed, Mo Ran's cold eyes were gloomy and violent, and his big palm plied over her arm, pinching it tighter and tighter until it made a crisp sound between his finger bones.

The pain spread from the arms to the limbs and bones, internal organs, and tears quickly surged from the watery eyes, soaking the eyelashes and filling the eyes.

But she straightened her back stubbornly, preventing the pain from overflowing from the lips, but her arms were struggling subconsciously.
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