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Ming Jinyan was too lazy to give Yang Shanshan another glance, he personally buckled up Feng Shiyuan's seatbelt, and drove away.

"What did she say?" Sensing that Feng Shiyuan was feeling depressed, Ming Jinyan had an intuition that Yang Shanshan was not just passing by. It was very possible that she had done it on purpose.

Lowering her eyelids