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... f sight. Scanning the surroundings, they could only see the silhouette of a red car.
Realizing this, Song Ling’s expression turned increasingly cold, a reflection of whatever thoughts were swirling in his mind. An unceasing chill seemed to emanate from him, permeating the air around.
Zhao Xuan shivered involuntarily, even his breathing becoming cautious. He whispered, “President Song, Miss Gu Dai might not have gone far. Should we follow her?”
Song Ling’s gaze turned icy ...
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