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Walking over, her expression was shocked and a little dazed, she didn't understand what Yue Zhishui meant.

In her cognition, it is impossible for a person like Yue Zhishui to develop secret feelings for others because of the influence of pheromones.

Bai Xiaobei smiled and carefully took out the candy from his pocket, glanced left and right before stuffing it into Tan Xian's hand, and said flatteringly, "Senior sister, I stocked this up on the way."

Tan Xian nodded, and pretended to unwrap the candy wrapper casually. After pondering for a while, he asked, "When President Yue used to pry talents from other companies, did you also speak sweet words?"

Bai Xiaobei was startled, "How is that possible."

She froze for a moment, looked at Tan Xian's face, as if she had discovered some secret, and asked with a complicated expression: "What did Sister Yue say?"

"It's nothing." Tan Xian looked at Xiao Shi, pretending to be calm and said: "Teach you how to speak, don't even think about it."

Xiao Shi blinked and repeated: "Teach you how to speak, don't even think about it."

"Don't even think about it." Tan Xian repeated.

Xiao Shi repeats expressionlessly: "Don't even think about it."

Eight minutes later, Bai Xiaobei and Zhou Xu counted the number of people, and continued to C8 after confirming that all members were present.

In the car, Xiao Shi suddenly said, "Don't think about it."

That voice was crisp and vivid, really beautiful.

Yue Zhishui turned to look at her.

Xiaoshi felt that someone beside her was looking at her, so she slowly turned her head to meet the other person's gaze, and said in very standard Mandarin, "Don't even think about it."

Tan Xian, who was sitting by the window, had closed his eyes and started to play dead.

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