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"It's okay," Ya Tianxing said casually.
Just a lot of trivial matters.
But the assessment in March, happening in this remote place, means that even if someone wanted to find him, they could only chat over the phone.
"Busy with the preparations for April's training?"
Picking up her bowl and chopsticks, Mo Shangjun took a bite of cabbage and asked Ya Tianxing calmly.
"Yeah."
Ya Tianxing sat down beside her.
Mo Shangjun gave him a sympathetic look, and then she lowered her head to eat.
Asking out of politeness, she truly had no intention of helping.
Seeing her start to eat with no concern, the corner of Ya Tianxing's mouth twitched, but he quickly came to terms with it.
Let her be; her days of leisure are numbered anyway.
In April's training, once Mo Shangjun stands out, she'll be faced with countless opportunities, but also many troubles.
Mo Shangjun should be aware of that, so he didn't burst her bubble.
