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"Manager, if there's hair in the cake, you should find a pastry chef. Why do you want me to apologize?" Qin Shiyu stopped smiling and his expression turned cold.

"This... "This …" The manager was at a loss for words. He couldn't possibly say that Yan Xi was obviously trying to seduce him, so he decided to cooperate with her a little.

"If it was a dessert chef whose hair fell into the cake