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... tion with slight curiosity in his eyes.
“There is a poem that says: Spring water roll through the fields, Summer clouds curl into mystical peaks, Autumn moons shimmer and shine, At the peak of winter sits a lone pine.”
Qiao Moyu replied to the reporter, her expression neither humble nor prideful: “So I think that Zi Yan is beautiful, the same way certain people favor spring and summer; I also think that Chu Yue is attractive, just like how other people prefer autumn and w ...
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