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Carefully watching him, she noticed that the man in front of her seemed to act as if she didn't exist. He barely lifted his head and hadn't glanced at her once.

"Ahem, um, I..." Yann Qiai cleared her throat softly, but before she could finish, she was interrupted.

"Your desk is in the corner," Yan Zhimo's cold voice reached her ears. He still didn't look up