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Zhou Yuanyuan buried her face in Yang Yuran's shoulder, snuggled for a moment, and then asked with a whimper.
"Yuran, are my emotions really influencing you that much?"
Yang Yuran answered gravely, "Of course they do. You just had such a sour face; if it were someone else, even if they paid me a salary, I would still drop the job and walk away. Doesn't your dad always say that you shouldn't bring life's emotions into work? Mr. Xiaozhou here is setting a bad example. Anyway, considering your bad mood, I'll keep your secret."
"You're about to steal the man I love the most, so you have to keep my secret. And from now on, you should treat me even better," Zhou Yuanyuan demanded arrogantly.
