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... single word came out.

"Me too!" Yan Ting didn't wait for her reply, coldly throwing out three words with an aloof demeanor. His silhouette, steeped in nobility, had already settled into the car, which quickly drove away.

Lin Banxia stared at the departing car, utterly stunned.

Why would this man say something like that? As if anyone actually cared whether he was a first-timer or not.

However, Lin Banxia was certain—she herself was definitely a first-timer.

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