You too.
“I, I’m on a business trip in Qiongpu.”
Ji Shuhe suddenly became a bit stammering, but she spoke extremely fast, as if blurting it out without thinking—just to shut Wen Shaoyu up before he could say something she couldn’t handle.
“Qiongpu?”
“Mm.” After saying that, she slid off the bed, slipped into her slippers, and shuffled toward the balcony.
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