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The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the window. Yao Qingyu sat leisurely on the balcony with a roll of books and a cup of fragrant tea. Her hair, which was scattered beside her ears, was even more beautiful than a woman's.
Yao Qingyu raised her head and looked outside through the window. Qiao Zi'ang's Rolls-Royce was slowly moving and leaving the Qiao family's main door