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Yan Qingyi nodded and put her phone aside to blow her hair.

The wattage of the blower was quite high. After about ten minutes, it was almost done.

She picked up the phone and saw that the video was still playing. She then called out to Qian Wei.

"Qian Wei?"

"Ang?"

Qian Wei replied. Not long later, his face appeared in the video.

Yan Qingyi smiled as she laid down on the bed