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Jing Ze saw that his little sister was very upset and felt a pang of heartache, gently rubbing Jing Ran's head to comfort her.
He turned his head towards Zhuo Jing, his eyes ice-cold, his voice even colder.
"Mom, have you gone mad! What did Ranran do wrong for you to say such awful things..."
Zhuo Jing immediately regretted her words as soon as they escaped her lips.
But as soon as her son questioned her, her expression toward Jing Ran grew even more disgusted.
"Heh, do you really think I never liked her for no reason?"
Where does such groundless dislike come from?!
Jing Ze watched her expression, which didn't seem to be lying, and began to doubt his own ears.
"...What do you mean?"
Just then, Jing Ting walked past the stationary figure of Jing Yi and went outside.
"I want to ask too, Zhuo Jing, what do you mean by that?" Jing Ting's eyes were deep and his expression was hard and cold, like a block of ice that wouldn't melt.
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