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Just looking at him made one uncomfortable.
Yan Chu only glanced at him a few times, clearly not too fond of him either, but he left without a word, only not taking the thermal lunch box with him, saying he would pick it up next time after washing it.
Mo Shiche sneered coldly, it was just an excuse to come by again, seeing how familiar he acted, it probably wasn't his first visit.
Just how close were their relations?
He looked upstairs—The man had left, but was she still lingering in the study, unwilling to come out? Or… had something happened that made it impossible for her to come downstairs for the time being?
The moment this thought crossed his mind, he immediately stood up and ascended the stairs.
In the study, Luo Qiangwei was sitting in a chair, lost in thought, until she heard footsteps beside her, "What are you doing sitting here?"
She came back to her senses and looked up to see the man's handsome face, somewhat disoriented, "Has he gone?"
"…"
