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The inside of the courtyard was very clean and tidy. Weeds grew everywhere, and Shi Qingzhuang was all over the place. The manor was made up of two floors, with two rooms on each floor. The moment he saw Qing Shui, he made up his mind and rushed to the second floor. He entered the room near the stairs, then walked over to a window covered in snow-white curtains.
Looking at Shi Qingzhuang, who had already started mopping the floor, an uncertain light flickered in Qing Shui's eyes. He knew that if he missed this chance, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
"I'm afraid he'll hate me from now on, but even so, if I can't obtain his love, then I might as well make him hate me forever."
"Hatred only starts from love. If I can't make him fall in love with me, then I'll make him hate me. Hate me so much he gnashes his teeth in fury, so that every night before he sleeps he'll think of me!" Qing Shui decided resolutely.
