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Although she had a driver's license, Yan Guimei drove to the back door and asked her to get it. She didn't touch the car after getting it, and it did feel like a hitman on the road, but she didn't drive pretty well just now.

"Meng Qingloong …"

Gong Yunning said tentatively to the phone on the front passenger seat that had yet to be broken. The sound was both weak and a little embarrassed