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The assistant quickly bent over in pain, his face pale.

However, Cheng Xue’er didn't even look at her, gritting her teeth.

"Luan Zhi!" "Why do you always go against me?"

Ding dong.

At that moment, the phone rang. No one picked up.

Without even turning her head, Cheng Xue’er shouted in anger.

"Answer the phone!" "What are you doing?"

The assistant hurried over and answered the phone