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She had rented a small apartment outside to shower precisely because her mother disapproved of her bringing home the deathly stench of decay, considering it very inauspicious.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Chutian seemed not to mind this.
"Don't look at me like that."
Qiao Chutian, seeing the look in her eyes, so similar to that of a puppy, felt his heart thump forcefully.
"Oh."
Mai Xiaomai withdrew her gaze from him, her eyes downturned as she grasped the edges of the large suit jacket he had placed over her.
His scent and warmth still lingered on the suit.
She was truly grateful to him.
She didn't know if she could have endured the day's events without him.
Her cell phone began to ring.
The ringtone notified her it was You Bei's call.
But at this moment, she really didn't want to answer the phone, nor did she know what to say to You Bei.
The ringtone persisted stubbornly for three times before finally stopping.
Then, Chutian's phone began to ring.
