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... silver thread. His hair was casually tied up with a unique wooden hairpin, and his handsome brows were not stained with any smoke or fire. His temperament was cold and aloof; it was as if an immortal had descended to the world. 𝐟𝓇ℯ𝒆we𝒃𝘯𝒐νe𝑙.co𝚖
Unfortunately, he opened his mouth.
“Mo Beiyuan, when did you take in a foster son?”
Feng Chen revealed an exaggerated expression that did not match his immortal face and carefully sized up the little baby in someone’s arms ...
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