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... full of curly hair, tousled by the wind.
As Feng Yisheng looked at the girl in front of him, he speculated in his mind:
What would this delicate little white lotus do when meeting me alone?
Would she greet me in a panicked state or call someone to deal with me?
Or would she make a phone call to Qi Weiran?
In the midst of his speculation, the person outside the car had already taken action.
She simply walked away.
Walked away...
As ...
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