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"Oh."
Yi Shaotian! Director Yi!
Why does this name feel like a thousand miles away to her?
It's only been a few short months.
So, love is not withstand the test of time!
She smiled and didn't stop her feet.
As soon as she entered the office, sitting on the large sofa was indeed Yi Shaotian, handsome with one hand tucked in the pocket of his police trousers and the other hand holding a cigarette as he looked out the window, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Xing Liehuo frowned, sketching something on the documents in front of him with a pen.
Quietly observing Huoguo's expression, Lian Qiao certainly didn't forget the purpose of coming to the administrative building to "seek her husband," and she saluted crisply with her legs together, calling out—
"Reporting."
"Come in!"
She tilted her head slightly as she entered the office, straightened up, and smiled seductively and exquisitely, "Reporting to the superior, this is the translated telegram you wanted."
