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... walk toward Lin Qian, when the phone in his pocket rang.

Yin Moran paused mid-step, pulled out his phone for a glance, and his expression instantly turned cold.

His gaze swept lightly toward Lin Qian, who was excitedly watching three kids walk the runway alongside Qinglan. His thin lips pressed together as he turned toward the corner.

The call was from Qiao Xiya.

Yin Moran’s jaw tightened as he answered the call.

A sweet female voice came through the line ...

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