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Jiang Yunting looked at Ye Qingqing, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Beside her was the cell phone that lit up on the screen.

Adding on the argument caused by the incident earlier, Jiang Yunting indeed had some doubts in his heart.

"Qing Qing, wake up. "Someone's looking for you." Jiang Yunting found Ye Qing's bedside and gently stroked her hair as he looked at the sleeping Ye Qingqing