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... moment, but somehow she followed in anyway.
Jiaojiao watched the woman enter through the door she had opened, looking at her straight back, and inexplicably felt like a little doorman. She pouted and shrugged, then closed the door.
Ruan Hao’s office was quite large, and it had a separate seating area with sofas and a table for guests, although it was somewhat distant from Ruan Hao’s desk, as if carved out as a visitor’s lounge. Jiaojiao pointed towards the sofa area and said to ...
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