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Ji Qinghuan's face was slightly hot.

They entered the elevator side by side. Shen Nanfang was still holding his sleeping daughter in his arms. Anyone who looked at them would think that they were a couple with children. It was no wonder that the waiter would misunderstand.

The corner of Ji Qinghuan's mouth twitched as if she wanted to explain. "We ?"

Shen Nanfang's voice was louder than hers