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Lu Wei was still practicing in the piano room when she suddenly looked out of the window and saw a young man in a white shirt walking past.

The young man’s facial features were exquisite and beautiful. He was handsome and delicate. His eyes were soft and gentle, but he did not look feminine.

His fair face was flushed, and his eyes were blurry. He was a little drunk as he stumbled and sat under the hibiscus tree. He supported his face with one hand as if he was in a ...

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