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"You..."
Qiao Yaqian stood there in her sharp business attire, her hastily tied low ponytail slightly messy. Beneath her delicate makeup, her face froze for a moment. Pointing toward the lounge, she said, "If you have something to discuss, please wait for a moment, I..."
"No need."
Lu Mian languidly twirled her phone in her palm, slightly tilting her head as she spoke in a faint voice.
"I’m the one you’re supposed to pick up."
"..."
Qiao Yaq ...
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