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That was definitely not the result she had hoped for.

She wanted to stay by Jia Xiaoyi's side, even if it meant only maintaining a subordinate relationship with him.

If they truly became estranged, it would be something she'd regret for a lifetime.

In the afternoon, Jia Xiaoyi went straight to the cafe.

The renovation was nearly complete, and, thanks to Jia Xiaoyi's generous investment, the renovation team had been very dedicated.

Now there was no set time for the renovation; it meant they could renovate twenty-four hours a day without stopping.

Jia Xiaoyi waited alone in the cafe for the first interviewee.

It wasn't long before the first figure appeared outside the shop.

"Hello? Is this the place that's hiring?"

A girl walked in.

She appeared young, about the same age as Xiao Fang, probably a university student.

"Yes, please have a seat," Jia Xiaoyi said to her.

"Hello, my name is Jia Xiaoyi, but you can just call me Xiao Yi," Xiao Yi said to Jia Xiaoyi.