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... l, Yin Weiyin's eyes filled with fury and shock. Under her gaze, Min Ning leisurely placed the hairpin into his hair.
Min Ning already wore a simple ponytail, but once the misty cloud-patterned hairpin was secured, it became the finishing touch—its faint silvery gleam flickering among the shifting shadows of leaves. What made Yin Weiyin even more uneasy was how... surprisingly fitting the hairpin looked on Min Ning.
How could this be allowed?
The female crown was inwardly ...
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