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Qi Yongrui looked at the appearance of his wife and his eyes darkened. Though the two of them had never been in the same room for less than an hour, he still found it hard to believe that Luo Huian was dressed like a vixen.

Nor did he like it. He already knew that the two of them were exceptionally different but never did he think that the differences between the two of them were so severe. 

From that excessively beautiful face that resembled a woman who had stepped out of the painting, which might have belonged to the most beautiful enchantress, to the overconfident gait and the air of someone who did not care about anything in this world —

Luo Huian and him —every single thing was different about them. 

Qi Yongrui couldn't even think about living a life this freely and more importantly cared for.

His eyes turned to Luo Qingling who seemed to be fretful of the condition in which Luo Huian was at the moment, and his eyes darkened.