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... ire day immersed in the recording studio. It wasn’t until she and Qi Yue had finalized some minor details that Rong Yan straightened her back and stretched lazily, only then noticing that it had gotten dark outside.

Damn, it’s gotten so late already.

Qi Yue packed up her guitar, carefully placed the score into the guitar’s small case, and, noticing the darkening sky, said to Rong Yan, “Is it this late already? Rong Yan, you go on ahead. I’ll take care of the rest of the cleanup.” ...

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