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Fu Lingxiao smiled slightly, raised his hand and gestured. The makeup artist immediately brought over a jewelry box and walked quickly over.,Fu Lingxiao had been waiting on the altar for a long time. Seeing them gradually approach, he strode forward to greet them.,He Ming held Mu Xing's hand and looked at Fu Lingxiao solemnly, "Xing'er is my treasure. Today, I entrust my treasure to you. You must love her well and cherish her."。