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Gu Qinghuan couldn't hear the long string of words behind her. She lay on the bed and rolled over slightly. She wanted to open her eyes, but she was too tired. Lee Zeyan's voice was still there, but it was getting softer and softer …

I don't know why he called, Gu Qinghuan thought to herself. I'll ask him tomorrow.

The next morning, Gu Qinghuan got out of bed and Lee Zeyan had already woken up