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After asking that, the receptionist quickly walked to her side and gently held her arm.

"Miss Fu?"

Fu Xingchen raised his head. His amber eyes were filled with a misty color and his delicate cheeks were scarlet. He looked like he was drunk?

She squeezed the front desk's hand. "Can you give me a call?"

"Sure, who do you want to call?"

Fu Xingchen blinked.

To whom?

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