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It was already late at night, and many people had turned off their lights and entered the realm of dreams. However, all the lights in Qin Shujian's house were still on.
Xia Chen'an rang the doorbell, and after about half a minute, Qin Shujian's assistant opened the door for him.
As soon as Xia Chen'an entered the house, he instinctively looked towards the balcony. Just as he expected, the girl was huddled in the corner of the balcony, just like yesterday, silent and wrapped around her knees.
"Has she eaten?" Xia Chen'an asked Qin Shujian's assistant before he started to take off his shoes.
"No." The assistant had barely responded when Xia Chen'an was already striding towards the kitchen.
Looking at the untouched food on the table, a fire ignited deep within him. He rummaged around and finally retrieved a packet of instant noodles from a drawer. He boiled some water, poured it in, and then hand-carried the noodles to the balcony.