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... against the car window, and the other hand on the steering wheel. Coupled with his white shirt, he looked laid-back in his car.

Qin Zhi’ai raised her arm and gently knocked on the car window twice to signal him that she was there.

When he heard the knocks, he lifted his eyelids slightly and briefly glanced through the window at her before looking back to the road in front of him. He slowly blew a beautiful smoke ring, and as the smoke lingered around him, she could see clearly th ...

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