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Not long after, a black Ferrari sped over from the distance.

There was a deafening screech of brakes.

Gao Ruizhou hurriedly got out of the car with an anxious expression on his face.

The originally cold face now seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

Gao Ruizhou walked straight towards Qian Xiaopei. Without any hesitation, he placed his strong hands on Qian Xiaopei's delicate shoulders