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... ?" Mo Qian opened the car door, but Ji Wei stood there motionless. He turned back, raised an eyebrow, and asked her in a deep voice.
Ji Wei’s gaze lingered on his hand hanging at his side for a moment before pulling back. His knuckles had split open and his skin had scraped, with thin lines of blood oozing from the wounds because he had swung his fists too forcefully earlier. But he seemed completely unaware of it.
She frowned slightly, looking at him calmly and said, "I’ll go to ...
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