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nAuthor: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

nLing Jue glanced at Ling Zhensheng, who was busy writing a document, and walked out.

nShe picked up the phone at the end of the corridor.

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n“Lord Jue, the construction is here. When will you give me your blueprint?” Gu Ziming sounded confused.

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n“…” Ling Jue suddenly remembered that the blueprint had not been sent to him yet. She had finished drawing it yesterday and stored it on her computer.

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n“I’ll give it to you in an hour.”

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n“Okay.”

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nGu Ziming hung up the phone. Ling Jue did not say goodbye to Ling Zhensheng. She turned around and went downstairs to take a taxi home.

nIt was very boring at Ling Zhensheng’s place. He had been working all the time, so it was uncomfortable for her to sit next to him.

nWhat Ling Jue did not know was that Mu Xueling came right after she left.

nThe two of them brushed past each other as they got into the car and got out of the workshop.

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nLing Jue returned home and sent the blueprints to Gu Ziming. After she sent them, she stayed at home and did not want to go out anymore.

nShe would wait for Ling Zhensheng to finish his work before he came to pick her up.

n“Lord Jue, hehe.” Tang Yuan came out of her pocket and lay on her lap. “Lord Jue, you’re so cool.”

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n“Alright, tell me. What do you want?” Ling Jue grabbed it and pinched it.

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n“Nothing. I just want to compliment you,” Tang Yuan said seriously. “I’m the only one who can see such a handsome Lord Jue.”

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n“…” Ling Jue felt that Tang Yuan was very different. This kid must have some secrets.

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nSeeing that it was still smiling, she could only leave it aside. It was not easy to guess what the Gu was thinking.

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nHowever, it was probably for the same reason. She was supposed to bring it to the banquet because there was a lot of delicious food there.

nAfter staying at home for a while, Ling Jue was still a little hungry, so she ordered a takeout. She thought that the wonton stew across the street was not bad.

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nAs expected, it was delivered soon.

nAt the same time, Special Assistant Bai followed the takeout.

nHe was still smiling, like a gentle big brother.

n“Xiao Jue, why did you sneak back?” He took the food from the takeout, paid, and walked in with the food.

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nLing Jue frowned and closed the door. She snatched the food from his hand and threw the money to him. She sat down at the dining table and began to eat.

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nHe took the money he gave her and put it into his pocket with a smile.

n“Why? Are you angry?” He sat across from him and smiled dotingly. “Why are you angry?”

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n“I’m not angry.” Ling Jue hated how he acted as if they were close. As if they were very close.

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nThey had only met twice, and she did not like others to approach her with ulterior motives. It made her feel disgusted.

n“Xiao Jue, your Auntie Mu came right after you left. Thankfully, you weren’t there, so your dad asked me to look for you. I looked for you in the lobby for a while, but I didn’t find you, so I came here right away.”

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n“So?”

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nHe did not answer her question. Instead, he asked with a smile, “I never got the chance to ask you. I heard that you got into Molk?”

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nLing Jue ate the wonton stew. She glanced at him without saying anything and continued eating.

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n“Do you know why your Auntie Mu came to look for your dad?” Seeing that he did not respond, he continued to ask.

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n“Are you bored or not? ” Ling Jue put down her chopsticks. “Can you stop talking?”

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nHe was sitting right opposite her. Who knew if he would spit or not.

nLing Jue stood up and walked into her room. She closed the door and blocked his line of sight.

nWhat was Special Assistant Bai trying to do? If not for what happened today, she would not have thought that there was something wrong with him.

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nAfter Ling Jue closed the door, Special Assistant Bai’s eyes dimmed. He chuckled. Ling Jue…

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