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... t up, and left.
Lian Qingruo finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she could finally clock out. As she went to close the door to the president’s office, her gaze fell upon the tea table where the food box that Long Xuxu had brought was still untouched.
Gu Qingxin returned to North Garden, disheartened. Aunt Zhou, seeing her enter, immediately approached her, asking anxiously, “What happened? Did you see the young master? Did he eat the noodles you sent him?”
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