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Hooliganism

Author: Bolarharrow
last update Last Updated: 2023-10-02 23:19:16

"I'm interviewing Leslie next Tuesday," Zephyrine butts in, interrupting me abruptly and slyly changing the subject, "don't you want to ask me some questions?"

"She was a very, very good woman," Zephyrine continues, "and everyone around Li Li said she was an extreme perfectionist, very serious about everything, especially dancing. But for some reason, she suddenly returned to China to marry a wealthy businessman named Hua, ending her dancing career early. Later, Li Li gave birth to a daughter, her only child, Leslie."

Knowing that she was always so stubborn, I helplessly went along with her, "Ask you what? I'm afraid you'll say I'm too enamored with that diary again."

The man beside him didn't say anything, just pursed his lips undeniably.

"Becky said I 'crossed the line'." Zephyrine said lightly, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

Early this morning, Leslie was still in high spirits as usual, as if nothing had happened.

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