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His phone vibrated.
The screen flashed with a number that looked somewhat familiar.
"Miss Qiao, your call." The maid probably thought that Tang Beiyao was the one who called, so she handed the phone over and quickly retreated, leaving space for him, "Call me anytime if you need anything."
Qiao Mu nodded silently at her, then pressed the answer button.
"Hello, Qiao Mu?" After the call
