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After Uncle Lian left, Li Ruochu waited for a chance to speak. Just as she was about to speak, Helian Qingyu's phone rang again.
Helian Qingyu got up and picked up the phone. He walked upstairs and returned to the study to answer the call.
Li Ruochu was depressed. He was so busy that she didn't even have a chance to talk. What should she do? Today was the last day!
Upstairs, in the study.
Helian Qingyu finished his work. When he opened the door, Li Ruochu, who was leaning against the door, almost fell in.
"What are you doing here?" Helian Qingyu asked.
"Oh, I…"
Before she could explain, Helian Qingyu grabbed her wrist and pressed her body against the wall. "Are you trying to eavesdrop on me? Or are you trying to steal secrets?"
"No, no… I just wanted to discuss something with Mr. President."
"What is it?"
"You said before that you wanted to remarry me…"