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"Junxin?" a hand gently pats on Su Junxin's shoulder, "What are you daydreaming about here?"

She snaps back to reality, turns around, and somewhat bewilderedly meets Qin You's gaze, "Huh? What did you say?"

He takes the lunch box from her hand, "I said, why are you standing here with lunch without going back?"

She coughs lightly, somewhat embarrassedly touching her nose, suddenly thought of something, and asked: "Qin You, besides Butler Chen, is there anyone else who brings you lunch every day?"

Hearing this, Qin You's eyes flicker imperceptibly, "Under normal circumstances, only he would come, why?"

"Nothing, it's just a bit strange. I always felt that there was a second person sitting in the back seat of your car, and they kept staring at me."

"Really? It might be Chen's little daughter. Chen sometimes brings her to work with him."

Su Junxin shakes her head thoughtfully, "No, that gaze wouldn't be a child's, it must be an adult's, and they certainly know me."