I didn't allow Zhao Rong to attend the party, and she appeared unhappy, pouting and frowning, saying, "I'm afraid to be alone at home."
"What are you afraid of?" I turned my head and asked her, genuinely unable to understand what Zhao Rong was afraid of.
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