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... car sped away. Yu Anwan was knocked against the back of the chair in astonishment, and then bounced back, hitting the windshield hard.
The glass was not cracked, and a red envelope was bumped out of her delicate skin.
"Wen Jin, you **** bastard." Yu Anwan cursed without thinking.
The more you scold, the faster Wen Jin drives. On the main road in the urban area, Wenjin's Maybach kept shuttling and braking suddenly.
Yu Anwan is going to throw up, she is not af ...
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