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She was a princess. Living in a castle. Born with a silver spoon in her mouth. She could summon the wind and command the rain, unequalled in her own world.
But he felt she was not happy.
Even a little lonely.
The moment that came to his mind was the night he carried her home, when she refused the honey water offered by the housekeeper, huddled alone in bed like an abandoned kitten.
He never pried into others' business, especially women's affairs, but in that moment, for some reason, his sympathy for her overflowed.
He almost didn't hesitate before getting out of the car and snatching the cigarette from her lips.
Reflecting on his actions at that time, Sheng Xian's brows twitched, and his fingers accidentally pulled on the page he was holding, tearing off a piece of paper.
Sheng Xian, you must be out of your mind.
What business was it of yours if the girl smoked, and not only did you manage to stop her, but you also threw away a whole new pack of her cigarettes.
