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... k Zhang Zihang to turn back.
But he was met with Qiao Sisi’s piercing, disdainful gaze, as if she could read his mind.
“What? Regretting it? Want to go back?”
The car had only driven a few hundred meters, going back was easy.
Fang Zhou inexplicably felt a chill around his neck, as if an icy thread was ready to slice his throat.
“No, no, I just left something there, wanted to get it.”
“Is it important? If not, get it tomorrow.”
Qiao Sisi squ ...
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