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Unexpectedly, it was Li Jia Ran's call. Jiang Yining did not answer and slid into the back seat of the car instead. Mu Chen reached out and smoothed the hair that had been mussed and pressed against her back by her movement. When he finished, he glanced at the phone still vibrating inside her bag. "Who's calling at a time like this?" It was the eve of the short holiday, and the moment work ended