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The floor of the car was covered with woolen blankets, and it was very comfortable. It was almost afternoon, and it was the most suitable time to go back to sleep. However, Su Chenxian kept tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Qin Chengzhi kept replaying all kinds of vicious thoughts in his mind. He was scolding him with a straight face