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Then she glanced sideways and called out in a low voice, "Yang Lin?"
Yang Lin was always silent, paying little attention to others except for Bai Lian, even capable of ignoring Jiang Fulai. This was the first time Ning Xiao had seen any semblance of emotion on her face.
The anomaly at the doorway disturbed Bai Lian who was in the living room.
She put down the document in her hand, "Why not come in?"
Xun Chun pursed her red lips and moved to the side, gesturing for Yang Lin and Ning Xiao to "Come in."
Yang Lin's hand still rested on the handle of her suitcase, probably pale, as she stood at the door. After a long moment, she finally moved her feet and entered the hall.
In the hall.
Bai Lian raised her hand, unfolded the teacups one by one, and poured two fresh cups of tea.
She gestured to the empty seats beside her, signaling for everyone to sit down, and pushed the cups of tea towards Yang Lin and Ning Xiao with her pale fingers.