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Duan Ling Tian's silk bra fit perfectly into the lace collar, and the thin net dress was faintly discernible. It was slightly waist tucked in, without any unnecessary decorations. It had a slightly retro feeling, causing one's eyes to light up.

He would not steal the bride's limelight, nor would he lose his identity.

Fu Xingchen liked it just by looking at it