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Mu Qianqian fled in panic. Once again, she sprained her ankle on the way there, too busy to take care of herself. Her phone was still ringing. She knew Rong Heting must have been waiting for a long time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent so many messages to her.

When Mu Qianqian ran to the entrance to calm her breathing, she saw the black Maybach under the trees by the road