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and Jiang Po Lang felt his clothes clinging to him like a second skin. He kicked off his Nike sneakers and strode towards his room. He grabbed a bath towel without hesitation, flung open the bathroo...uch a young age you already know how to quibble. You're clearly the one with bad intentions in your heart, yet you stubbornly try to smear others. What an ill-mannered child!"Mu Xin Feng looked at Lin...