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Xia Qiner sat on the sofa and nonchalantly flipped through the pages of last month's magazine. Her eyes, however, looked at Zhou Xingchen who was walking out of the door with a blank look on her face as her body stiffened abruptly, and glanced at her mobile phone that was vibrating. She squinted her eyes, and her eyes flickered with unwillingness.

Hmph, Jia'er? This note was really annoying