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"Who asked you to help me tidy my things? Who asked you to help me put away her photos? Why are you so arrogant?"

Zhao Han didn't speak, but sat down and looked at her with wide eyes.

"Qiu Cha, Anran is dead, you can't be so depressed. When I came in, there were beer bottles and trash on the ground. You weren't like this in the past. Even if you don't live for yourself, you have to live for her."

"I don't want to hear your nonsense. Get out now. I don't want to see you. Bring me all her photos. My lifestyle doesn't need to change because of you. I'm such a person. If you don't like it, don't contact me."

Qiu Cha was furious. She opened the door, wanting Zhao Han to leave.

Zhao Han wasn't angry. He continued to sit calmly on the sofa, afraid that Qiu Cha would take things too hard.

"How can you be so shameless? I told you to get out, did you hear me?"

Qiu Cha took his arm and tried to walk out, but Zhao Han didn't move at all.