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"Heh, if that day really comes, I'll have to represent all the girls in the world setting off firecrackers for you," Nan Qing said with a face full of disdain. "Since we arrived here, you've already taken four calls, each from a girl, each asking when you'll spend time with them. And now you're telling me that when you're looking for a place to stay, you'd choose me? Are you kidding me?"
A blush climbed up Wang Yixuan's cheeks, and he coughed awkwardly, scratching his nose and chuckling sheepishly, "This... I just returned to the country, and those girls miss me so much that, well, business is indeed a bit busy, embarrassing, really embarrassing."
Nan Qing pursed her lips, showing no interest in engaging with him.
She turned to continue her unfinished painting, but from the corner of her eye, she saw someone standing at the doorway, someone she would never forget even in her dreams—Su Cheng.
