"Ye Chen."
Murong Qingxue stared blankly at the young man standing on the edge of the mountain stream. A moment later, a breathtaking smile slowly bloomed on her pale, lovely face—a smile of joy that looked as if she had been struck by a sudden, massive glimmer of hope in the face of despair. It was stunning and moving.
Murong Qingxue—her true love had arrived.
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