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"Haha, Kuhara%￥#"
Ye Huan was smiling while chatting with the black woman.
They were speaking in a language that everyone else couldn't understand, yet they conversed smoothly.
The black woman no longer showed her previous angry demeanor, occasionally covering her mouth with a light laugh, and her delicate eyebrows relaxed.
Everyone was stunned, collectively gasping in disbelief at what was happening before their eyes.
The commotion at the door drew the attention of Ye Huan and the black woman.
When the black woman saw Zhao Yongle, her smile vanished, replaced by a look of disgust.
"Oh, Team Leader Zhao is here?" Ye Huan's lips curled up, "Could you please get out for a moment, Team Leader Zhao?"
"Get out?" Zhao Yongle snapped back to reality, glaring angrily, "What right do you have to tell me to get out? What authority do you have to make me leave!"
"It's not me telling you to get out."
Ye Huan looked at Stella, the black woman.
