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Moo Yuhan rubbed her hands, staying silent as the air grew tense between them. The stalemate lingered until Yan Yu finally relented. "Wuyue," he paused, uttering the unfamiliar name, "can't we just have a nice meal together? You must be hungry too."

Yuhan hesitated but remained firm in her refusal. "Sir, you should eat alone. We wouldn't want to give anyone the wrong impression