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When his appearance melted her cold heart, when his appearance lifted her frozen hatred; when love collided with family affection, when love collided with hatred, how would she choose? Love is fragmented, hate is helpless; take off the gorgeous disguise, tear off the veil of hypocrisy, and let everything return to its original point. One day, they met; one day, they got to know each other; one day, they fell in love. In the face of love and love, what kind of sparks will be created, or will they disappear like bubbles...