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The graceful curves, in the dim light of the snowy day, revealed her pale skin.
Xu Yuan found he could not see through the woman named Li Qingyan in front of him, just as he could not make out the thickness of the cloth wrapped around her chest.
After a month of traveling together, he knew she was very smart, smart enough to see through many things at a glance.
Therefore, Xu Yuan was not very surprised by her earlier suspicions of him.
The image of a wastrel son of the nobility who hides his abilities is almost clichéd in the popular illustrated stories and plays of this world.
His choice to stay in Northern Border City, her verbal inquiries, they were just fair probes.
What Xu Yuan could not understand was Li Qingyan's attitude toward him.
From the surprising things she said at their first meeting to the almost candid composure she displayed today.
