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“Sir. I’m here.”
When he entered through the cafe doors, Yoon Kwang Hun was wiping his hands and walking out of the kitchen.
“You’re here? How was it flying on a private plane? Was it comfortable?”
“It was amazing. It just felt like a house.”
Yoon Kwang Hun welcomed Jun Hyuk without making a fuss, as if he is greeting a son who has come home after a day of work.
“But why are you temporarily closed? Are you repairing the cafe?”
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