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"Miss Ding, don't be nervous too …"

Rong Lan was still smiling.

Ding Pei, whose emotions rarely fluctuated, felt a surge of unease in her heart. A thin layer of sweat appeared on the palm of his hand.

His face became even colder.

"First Madame, I'm not nervous."

She leaned back against the conference table and replied coldly