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... pidated electric tricycle with several cardboard boxes inside, as if collecting scrap, was parked at the entrance of the villa.
The middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat had dirty marks on his clothes, resembling engine oil.
When the driver of the tricycle saw Nan Qiao standing at the door, he was stunned and blurted out, "You must be the Fourth Miss."
The girl in front of him had eyebrows like a painting and eyes like stars, her moist eyes revealing a hint of cold ...
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