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Half an hour later, Tong Qing sat far away from Fu Chijing, afraid he might do something in her office. Fu Chijing understood perfectly and could not help laughing. He beckoned at her as if coaxing a child and said, "Why are you hiding so far away? Come here." "I don't want to." Tong Qing pursed her lips. "You're a hooligan." Fu Chijing looked innocent