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... ewhat imbued with inexplicable melancholy.
Yuan’er furrowed her brow; shouldn’t she be the one who was angry?
After all, she was the one left behind on their wedding night.
Yet, she couldn’t express it directly, so Yuan’er raised her hand slightly.
Her hair was only half done, with the remainder cascading like a waterfall over her shoulder. Cui Ming obediently let go of the hair she was holding, and together with Hong Ye, they lowered their hands and squeezed past ...
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