PREVIEW
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The lights were dazzling.
Through the layers of people, Huo Xingzhou exuded a biting chill. Old Chen, the driver, parted the crowd, and the man approached Qiao Xi expressionlessly, wrapping his arm around her waist.
His icy eyes fixed on the band’s lead singer, his thin lips parted slightly, “I am her husband, any problem?”
“No…”
The young man lacked confidence, thoroughly overwhelmed.
Qiao Xi leaned into his embrace, her body reeking of alcohol, “ ...
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