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It was a very ancient box of white sand smoke, the kind of white box that brought back many beautiful memories from the depths of Wei Shijie's heart, as well as that woman he loved a lot before.

Realizing that Wei Shijie's mood wasn't good, Wang Xiaochuan asked him to go to the balcony and sit across from Lu Xiaochuan.

"What do you have to say to us?"

"She's really young and beautiful