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... utfit didn’t say a word. Who dared to question the BOSS’s taste?
Even Yun Xi secretly regretted her earlier rashness. Mocking the BOSS’s taste as that of a nouveau riche? Was she tired of living?
Zhuang Heng looked at Su Xingyu, whose delicate fair skin complemented her evening gown of rose hues, like clouds and smoke. The gown was adorned with diamonds interspersed among the satin and gauze, accentuating her elegance and nobility, making her dazzlingly beautiful.
So, thi ...
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