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Shen Musheng chuckled. His hand left the steering wheel and grabbed the upper part of Qin Ruochu's leg. "..." With me here, what are you afraid of? "

Qin Ruochu's lips curved up when she heard Shen Musheng's words. Although it was just a simple sentence, it had a lot of power.

When it was almost half past seven, Shen Musheng's car slowly stopped in front of the Shen Family Residence