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Chen Xiaomei snuck into Jin Yan's room, and locked the door.

Jin Yan sat on a small tatami that was forged through the floating windows. In his hand was a blue colored pillow.

It was obvious that he was waiting for Lu Zimo's call.

There must be a reason why Lu Zimo was so busy right now.

Not only was she worried, but there was also sadness in her eyes