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"Who asked him to..." Han Ruobing couldn't finish her sentence, tears of grievance and regret streaming down.
"Why are you crying! Will crying solve the problem?" Zhang Zhixue continued his reprimand without the slightest sympathy: "Do you know that if this incident gets reported, your uniform will be stripped off immediately!"
Han Ruobing clenched the corner of her clothes, lowered her head, and said nothing, tears dripping down one after another.
She loved the patrol profession and cherished this uniform. If she were really expelled, she wouldn't know where to turn in life.
"You should be thankful, thankful that Yan Xiaobao is like an Immortal who caught the bullet with his two fingers, and even more thankful that he's being incredibly gracious by not pursuing the matter further."
Upon hearing this, Han Ruobing suddenly looked up with hopeful eyes.
"But he has one condition."
"What's the condition?"
