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"Ang Yi, Ang Yi, Ang Yi …" Hearing Ang Yi's voice, Mu Zikun couldn't wait to look at Ang Yi. Luckily, it was her. That's right, it was her. He had been worried about her for a long time.

"Mr. Mu, Miss Ang Yi insisted on not returning to her room. She insisted on waiting for you on the sofa. Nan Nan, I've already returned to my room to rest …" Just as Mu Zikun was about to walk towards Ang Yi