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When Mu Nanyan called again, it was already afternoon.

Qiao Qianchu was awakened from her sleep and was still sound asleep when she picked up the phone.

"Hello." She spoke, her voice hoarse.

"Still sleeping?" Mu Nanyan lowered her voice.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Qiao Qianchu looked at the clock, got up from the bed, and took out the pure water from the refrigerator