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"What do you want?" Chu Moqian didn't want to continue her charade with her.
Shu Yarou lowered her head to stir the coffee in her hands, covering the hatred in her eyes as she said, "Let's go to the private room. It's not convenient to talk here."
After a moment of hesitation, Chu Moqian refused, "Let's put it this way. There's nothing inconvenient about it