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On the second floor.

He knocked on the girl's door while holding a glass of hot milk.

"The door is unlocked."

A girl's voice came from inside. Her voice was hoarse and carried a hint of indifference.

Ye Wangchuan's brows relaxed when he heard her voice. He felt much better. He opened the door and walked in.

Qiao Nian's room was on the second floor. It was the bedroom with the best lighting.

The houses in Rhine Apartments were expensive, so the layout was naturally worth the price.

The bedroom was basically a suite. Other than the main bedroom, there was also a cloakroom and a bathroom.

The black, white, and gray design was very stylish. However, because Qiao Nian lived here, Ye Wangchuan had changed the curtains of the full-length windows to white mesh curtains. He had placed a lot of plants in her bedroom and even designed a bookshelf beside her bedside table so it would be convenient for her to read.

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