Fu Shang raised his slender and fair hand and rubbed his sore eyes. He couldn't help but shed tears.
She was most afraid of others being good to her.
If someone was bad to her, she could pull out her sword and cut the other party without even blinking, but if they were good to her ... She did not know what to do.
They all yearned for fairness.
But who didn't desire favoritism?
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Imperial University's acting Department.
In this class, the students in the classroom all turned their heads to look at a girl sitting in the back row of the classroom. They all looked at her with curious eyes.
The girl was very beautiful. Her skin was fair, and her long hair was soft and shiny. She lowered her head, and her hair hung down, covering half of her face. Only her sharp chin could be seen.
He had a warm and gentle aura around him, and one couldn't help but have a good impression of him.
The students were whispering to each other.
