Lu Qing'er never thought that one day she would really become a leftover girl. Looking at her ex-boyfriend Zheng Xiaojun who had almost run away, she stood on the sidewalk and cried hoarsely. His running away was not surprising at all. Lu Qing'er was not surprised at all. In five years, for five years, she had never seen her show her teeth and claws on the street with such disregard for her image like today...
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