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Bai Xiaojie, on the other hand, was even more nervous than me. She ate lunch in the company's cafeteria. She sat beside me with a resentful expression on her face. "Yin Rann."

Everywhere Bai Xiaojie appeared, it was always a focal point. This kind of man's focus was different from the abnormal focus of Witch Lin. "I'm usually afraid that there are too many gossips in the company