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"Xu Fan, these days, thank you for your help."
By now, the dishes the three of them ordered were all served, and watching Xu Fan feed his daughter, Mu Qingyan said with a smile.
Xu Fan carefully wiped the grease from the corner of Mu Xiaoduo's mouth and laughed, "Qingyan sis, we don't need to be so formal with each other."
Xu Fan obviously didn't think much of the help he had offered. Mu Qingyan was about to say something with a bitter smile when suddenly her phone in her bag began to ring.
"Xu Fan, excuse me, I need to take a call."
Pulling out her phone and seeing who was calling, Mu Qingyan's expression turned serious. She explained to Xu Fan and then walked away with her phone to a quiet spot.
After speaking on the phone for a few minutes, Mu Qingyan returned, her expression one of excitement, as if she had encountered some good news.
"Qingyan sis, what's up? The phone call just now?"
