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Xia Xiaonian still pushed open the door to Lin Haotian's office with a green face. No matter how much she didn't want to go, she couldn't avoid it.

She lowered her head, pushed the door open with a dark expression and sneaked a glance at Lin Haotian.

He sat upright on the leather sofa, lightly shaking the red wine in his hand. If someone else did this kind of action