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As she headed downstairs, she called Huo Duanming.

Huo Duanming hadn’t woken up yet, his voice a bit raspy. “Hello, Auntie, why are you calling me so early?”

Bai Xinyan frowned, glanced at the time on her phone, and said, “Early? It’s already 7:10. Hurry up, I need to get to the set!”

“Seven-ten...” Huo Duanming opened one eye, glanced at the screen, and immediately shot up from bed. “Oh shoot