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In fact, she could still barely accept a man like Wu Qing. After all, that was a matter of lifestyle attitude, a consensual agreement without involving feelings. But those scumbags who hurt women in the name of love are a hundred times more despicable than those who merely buy bodies with money.
She found Ai Lun at the Imperial Palace's 10th level—cough, on the rooftop.
Ai Lun was sitting there alone in the cold wind, her face a complex mix of emotions under the flickering neon lights. When she saw Zhan Se coming up, she pursed her lips and threw herself into Zhan Se's arms, hugging her waist. Whether she was feeling ashamed or disappointed, her pouting mouth was turned up high enough to hold a pencil.
"Zhan girl, am I especially disgraceful? Did I embarrass you..."
Zhan Se gently wrapped her arms around her, comforting her by patting her back.
