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Half an hour later.

Outside the study room.

Shang Yinrann carried a tray with fruits and tea on it.

She took a deep breath and pushed the door open with her elbow.

Yan Lihan was tall and straight. He stood in front of the French window with his back facing her.

Even if she entered the door, he did not look back.

"I brought fruits and refreshments. Have some when you read the documents