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The bright light shone on Yuan Yunzhong's face, his eyebrows as black as crow feathers, his complexion as white as jade, and his gaze as cold as ice edges, emanating an extreme beauty that was piercing and daunting, striking right at the heart.

Exceptionally handsome!

Song Jiyun was momentarily dazed.

But Zheng Quan's urgent cry came to her ears, "Miss, are you alright?"

He looked at her anxiously.

She came back to her senses.

"I'm fine!" she reassured Zheng Quan and quickly expressed her gratitude to Yuan Yunzhong, "Thank you for your assistance just now, Sir!"

Yuan Yunzhong nodded slightly.

Luo Zixing had already started berating Song Li, "You ungrateful thing, if it hadn't been for the Owner, you would have starved to death long ago, and yet today you repay kindness with enmity, attempting to harm the Miss; have you no humanity?"