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... rueling two hours, the battle between the two finally drew to a close.
Ji Qingyan’s clothes were disheveled, her face flushed as red as a ripe peach, the intensity indescribable.
At that moment, the ringtone of Ji Qingyan’s phone broke the ambiguous silence.
It was a call from Song Lan.
“It’s already past six, why aren’t you home yet? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t work overtime today?”
“Oh, something came up unexpectedly, but I have dealt with it and am head ...
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