As Miranda was about to get off the car, her phone rang. It was the delivery guy. "Hello, Miss Miranda, you have a few packages that need to be picked up downstairs."

Miranda saw the delivery guy not far from the car, with several packages on a small cart. She turned to Nash for help, "Nash, could you help me? These are the light bulbs I ordered, and my home's light bulbs are not working."

Nash did not respond immediately. However, a few seconds later, he got out of the car.

Five minutes later, Nash had Quincy bring the cart and Miranda to her floor. However, he gave Quincy a meaningful look. Understanding his intention, Quincy unpacked the packages and helped replace the light bulbs.

Nash was about to call Nina when Miranda accidentally bumped into him.

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pain as the blueberry

This blueberry juice is from a brand my friend created. It's really good, and I wanted you

calmly. Though his white shirt was now stained with blueberry juice, he noticed

and change first. Let Quincy prepare

a sharp

"You should

living alone. I think I have some band-aids, let me

go." Nash stopped her, succinct

profusely. She pressed her lips together. "I don't

tissue first." Without delay, Nash helped

she leaned toward him, her bleeding finger stained his clothes. She hurriedly apologized, "Nash, swear... I've been a

wrapped her finger with tissue. "Go find the

as he said. When she emerged, she had already applied the band-aid to her

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