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The manager's gaze lingered between the two of them for a moment before speaking, "Which of you teachers will go?"

"Don't look at me! I'm not going. Since Qiu Feiyue doesn't have time to play house with kids, do you think I have time for that?" Gao Hanfei made his stance clear first.

Now only Ji Ying was left.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll go then."

"Ms. Ji, you don't have to do this," Gao Hanfei frowned. "Just get some novice producer to bl ...

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