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When Ren Jiya came out of Cheng'an Building, she did not go straight home. Instead, she called Xue Tingxiao.

Xue Tingxiao, who had originally finished washing up, had a mask on her face and was sprawled on the sofa, resting with her eyes closed.

The phone was just a few meters away from her on the coffee table.

The buzzing startled her, and she sat up, staring at the phone with glazed eyes