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... , confirming that the car ahead was the one that had followed him not long ago, then spoke,

“Can you keep up with the car ahead?”

Ji Sang turned his head,

“Please.”

Her expression was serious, even stern. Ling Yuxuan immediately stopped smiling; although he didn’t know what was happening, he decisively pressed the accelerator.

“Sister-in-law, hold on tight.”

...

The Ferrari, initially creeping at 40 km/h, instantly returned to its racing na ...

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