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Bo Yanzheng carefully placed Shen Qiao in the Rolls-Royce, afraid of tugging at her wound. Shen Qiao’s nose was filled with the scent of male hormones, and a faint blush rose on her pale face. She lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Bo Yanzheng. Bo Lelin got into the car as well and sat beside Shen Qiao. She chuckled and said