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... each other."
She crossed her arms tightly. "Also, this is my shop. I can do whatever I want here."
Zhao Yiming froze for a moment, then gave an awkward chuckle. "Ah... sorry. Your father used to call you that all the time, so I kinda slipped up."
It was a lie. The truth was, calling her "Yaya" had become a habit ever since she was little, but of course, he couldn’t blurt it out that he was Lao Chen.
She used to be so sweet, her singing voice angelic—and just thin ...
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