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... nervously, "Miss Jing!"
"Could you please make a call to Yichen for me and ask where he is?"
Jing Qing, holding her pink cell phone, entered and gave a cold command before sitting down and casually picking up a magazine from the couch to suppress her excitement.
Standing at the door with Jing Qing’s cell phone in her hand, Yang Qianxi’s eyes followed the somewhat weary figure inside. She was clear in her heart that Jing Qing had not succeeded; Mu Yichen had not come.
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