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Two hours later.
Rong Yan finished her bath, dried her hair, and lay down on the bed.
Her cheeks were still a bit warm, and she used the back of her hand to fan herself until she felt a little better.
Just as Rong Yan was about to close her eyes and quickly fall asleep, her phone under the pillow suddenly rang.
Who could it be at this late hour?
Rong Yan reached under and fetched her phone with a sense of curiosity.
Seeing the name flashing on the screen, she quickly answered the call, "Hello, Estelle?"
"You haven't slept yet?" Estelle's efficient and calm voice came through, and Rong Yan could hear the hustle and bustle of traffic in her voice.
"I was just about to sleep," she paused, then asked, "Are you still working overtime at the company?"