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Fu Xingchen looked at his eyes and his heartbeat quickened.

"What's wrong?"

"Stars!"

Fu Xingchen lowered his eyes. "Eh?"

Tang Yijue reached out his hand to cup her delicate face in his, "What are you worried about?"

Worry...?

How could she not worry when faced with such a situation?

Plus, with all the things that had happened recently, she wasn't sure.

Fu Xingchen lowered his eyes