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Evening, Lin Mansion.
Second floor, outside a room.
Zhang Wei took a deep breath, then gently raised his hand.
Knock, knock, knock!
The gentle rapping elicited a faint sound from the room door.
Creak~
The door opened slightly with a light noise.
Through the crack, a pair of deeply resentful eyes could be glimpsed.
Zhao Xiaoxiao was angry.
Because she had been left hungry by Zhang Wei again, that bastard hadn't come home on time to cook for her.
"Xiaoxiao, hello~"
The person outside displayed an apologetic smile, as if trying to make amends.
Zhao Xiaoxiao sneered inside, certain that this guy must be asking for a favor again.
The knocking just now was obviously controlled; he didn't dare disturb her.
Now he was calling her Xiaoxiao, not the usual Second Miss or Little Zhao.
"Spill it, what do you need? I might keep it in mind and perhaps will help you out when I'm in a good mood one day!"
