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No one dared to laugh now.
With an almost imperceptible proud curve at the corner of her mouth, Zhou Xiang sized up Zhuo Xiaoxiao. She couldn't understand how there could be a girl with such thick skin. If it were anyone else, being called out like that, they wouldn't have been able to lift their head.
Only she, Zhuo Xiaoxiao, didn't seem to know what 'losing face' meant. Right, and He Shasha too, that one was even more of a thorn than Zhuo Xiaoxiao.
"Who are you laughing at?" Zhou Xiang asked irritably.
"You!" replied Zhuo Xiaoxiao nonchalantly, "I just saw Jiang Nanfei passing by shining white, and you, so black like charcoal, I couldn't help but want to laugh."
He Shasha glared, having had more than enough of Zhuo Xiaoxiao's antics.
Not bad at all! She truly had the spirit of her younger self.
