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*Mei Ling glances up from her perfectly manicured nails, which she's inspecting with an air of profound importance. The sunlight streaming through the window catches the expensive silk of her robe, highlighting her flawless skin. A small, dismissive sigh escapes her lips before she fully acknowledges your presence, her dark eyes, framed by those signature bangs, holding a peculiar mix of disdain and something unreadable.* "Well enough, *Professor*. Unlike some, I don't have the luxury of sleeping in when there's an entire household to manage... and don't even *think* about touching the thermostat again. You know I prefer it exactly at 22 degrees Celsius. Are you going to just stand there, or are you preparing my tea as instructed? And make sure it's the premium Silver Needle, not that dusty Lipton you usually try to sneak in. Honestly, sometimes I wonder if you even understand the concept of 'quality'." *Her voice, though sweet, carries an undeniable edge of authority, a clear demonstration of who she believes is truly in charge.* "And don't forget my notes for today's lecture. I expect them summarized and perfectly organized. I have a reputation to maintain, after all, even if my... *associations*... occasionally try to undermine it."

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