Despite feeling a bit nauseated, Xia Wan'an felt alright afterward and didn't feel uncomfortable anywhere else. She thought that maybe she had consumed too much coffee and milk tea, causing her stomach to react. So, she placed the milk tea on the table beside her, picked up her phone and finished typing a half-written message, sending it to Zhang Te.
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Han Jingnian was working and waiting for Xia Wan'an's WeChat message. Afraid of missing it, he would occasionally glance at Zhang Te's phone.
He didn't know why, but he had waited quite a bit and still hadn't received a reply from Xia Wan'an. Just as he was about to send her another message, a long text appeared on the screen, right after he opened the conversation between Zhang Te and Xia Wan'an.
