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Han Ning sat back down, clearly annoyed, her gaze drawn to a note Liang Han had tossed aside.

"Hey! Don't!" Liang Han, sensing trouble, tried to snatch it back.

"Ah!" Han Ning quickly grabbed it and hid it behind her back. "What's this? Why so nervous? You haven't been hiding a guy in our studio, have you?"

She carefully read the note, then slammed the table in anger