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Xiao Qizhi's pretty eyebrows slightly frowned. He turned around and walked back in.

Xueqi slowly closed her eyes as she heard the door close. Laughter, self-mockery, if crying can solve the problem, then how can Xiao Qizhi pain?

Beside him, Kang Xiujie was calling his mother, "Mom, I have to work overtime …" Oh, I didn't make a mistake! "If even our vice president was working overtime