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The woman's slightly curled long hair was tied up high in the air. There were a few stars shaped diamonds on it, and the rest of her hair was fluttering in the wind.

Xia Xiaomin took Zhong Luozhan's arm as they walked on the red carpet with her silver-white high heels. She was a bit restrained as she followed him towards the banquet hall.

A wave of sighs escaped from Huo Tao's mouth