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on the other side, Chen Xing put his mobile phone on his desk and leaned against the back of his chair with his hands folded. He was suddenly very upset.,on the opposite chair, the assistant is sorting out the data, looking up at Chen Xing, busy and lowering his head, the sound of breathing is unconsciously lowered, trying to reduce the sense of existence.,maybe the sound insulation of the house is so good that Huaying, who came home at night, had no idea. When she got up the next morning, Chen Xing had already gone to work.。