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... All eyes turned toward Rong Sheng.
Amid the festive sea of red, her icy white gown stood out, ethereal and piercingly radiant.
Zuo Qingqing, dressed in a wedding gown adorned with soaring golden phoenixes, paled in comparison to Rong Sheng’s captivating presence. Even though Chu Yifeng had ceremoniously received Zuo Qingqing from the bridal sedan, holding onto the red silk, the murmuring crowd spoke only of Rong Sheng’s name.
Beneath the crimson veil, Zuo Qingqing’s nail ...
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