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... l in the Throes of Spring
Ye Shu’s gaze drifted past the crowd, settling on Sheng Shaochen.
A man like Sheng Shaochen, so perfect as if he were a piece of art meticulously sculpted by God himself, was destined to be surrounded by a halo where all praise and wonderment existed solely for him.
Ye Shu’s small hand unconsciously clenched the hem of her dress as if she were a girl smitten with spring love, her heart thumping wildly.
And his gaze coincidentally met hers ...
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