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Inside the villa.

Late at night.

Yechen lay quietly on his bed, headphones on, listening to a duet of love songs from his computer. He couldn't help but hum along.

Could she sing love songs? If not, she really ought to practice!

Thinking about singing duets with Qianqian made Yechen smile, his eyes gleaming with deep wisdom, his lips curved like the crescent moon.

The next day