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Over the years, in front of his mother, both he and she had always portrayed a couple deeply in love, while externally, he was known as the heartless and cold playboy.
But only he knew that his heart, never exposed to others, had long been locked away by the passing years. Whether it was a speck of dust or the bright spring sunlight, or even the inability to extricate himself from this farce of a marriage, the key to that place always belonged solely to Xia Weiyi.
Despite this, no matter how perfectly he hid his feelings, or how heartlessly he pretended, he couldn't escape the profound sense of forlornness that lingered long after she said she didn't love him...
Huoda slapped his thigh and sprung up from the sofa, raising his arm, striking the pose of Dong Chuirui bombing the bunker.
