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When Hu Que walked into the room, he saw a beautiful person's bed map. Soong Xijiao leaned against the couch as the breeze caressed her skirt and hair. Her delicate and smiling face rested on the jade pillow as her eyelashes trembled. She was so fragile that she couldn't withstand a single blow, yet she was so beautiful that it was hard to look at.

Ever since his mother had passed away