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At the Ourei Hotel, in the president’s office, Fang Ya sat half-perched on the edge of Shen Muyan’s desk.
“Shen Muyan, where is Lu Qin setting up his food stall?”
“I don’t know.”
“Can’t you ask him? I want to eat that ice cake!”
“If you want to ask, ask yourself,” Shen Muyan replied while flipping through some documents.
Fang Ya clenched her fists, almost ready to hit someone.
Actually, Shen Muyan also wanted more of Lu Qin’s ice cak ...
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