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Army soldiers, policemen, the head of the police station, the director, the secretary's secretary—so many people staring straight over here.
Even Huo Biao, who had always feared nothing under the heavens, instinctively shrank his neck, and his entire face turned pale with fright.
Not to mention Zhu Jianliang and the other two, who had never been out in society since they were still in school, they were trembling and as silent as cicadas in winter.
After all, Du Yanlin was just a girl not yet twenty, capable of little tricks among ordinary students, but where had she ever seen such a display of force?
She had regretted it deeply after looking at Huo Sining's student records.
Huo Sining was just an orphan with neither father nor mother, not worthy of fear.
Du Yanlin felt that if she had refused to admit her fault back then, there would have been no need to pay that five thousand, blaming her own lack of courage for being deceived by Huo Sining's few words.