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"Still angry?" Saang Shijuan asked.

Cheng Mengying glared at him.

Saang Shijuan held her hand in amusement and pulled her into the car. "Alright, I'll take you to have a big meal. Don't be angry at me."

Cheng Mengying twisted her body, and after a symbolic struggle, she also followed Saang Shijuan's lead and got onto the front passenger seat.

Cheng Mengying's fingers were long and beautiful