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Facing them, Li Fangzhong smiled very stiffly. Mu Jia didn't laugh, but Ma Huixian did. As soon as his eyes lit up, Ma Huixian put on the same clothes as when he first saw her: a blue polyester cardigan spring and autumn jacket, gray Vanlidine pants, and a pair of wide black-rimmed glasses, looking fashionable, decent and arrogant. At this time, Li Fangzhong had a hallucination: Is she really going to marry Mu Jia? Mu Jia is also wearing Han attire, a brand new railway uniform. There was not much expression on his face, he just looked at Li Fangzhong kindly. As if to answer, Ma Huixian took Mu Jia's arm and raised her other hand in a demonstrative manner, waving it in a standard gesture for others to take pictures. This reminded the Yi man, who also raised his hand and waved it.