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What Ye Lan did not expect was that Zhao Yang would be able to resolve her anger with just a few words.

"Finished?"

"Now that you have said everything, does it feel good to just spit it out?"

"Ah? Ah!"

"That's great! Since you have already dealt with your anxiety and impatience, we can proceed to the next step."

Ignoring Ye Lan's confused expression