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Qin Xiao sat on that chair all the way until evening, listening to the drizzling rain. She folded her arms. It was a cold autumn rain, and she wasn't talking nonsense. The arrival of Mu Advancing had reminded her of the passage of time. She ordered someone to bring a pot of ginger tea, and conveniently took out the gift from Mu Advancing, and lightly smiled: "Take a look, then come