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After work, Qianzhaozhao was about to go back.

After walking a few steps, she saw that Fenghann's car was parked not far away, so she immediately jogged over.

She did not notice that there was a Mashaladi parked in the distance. The man in the driver's seat had a cold look in his eyes as he tightly gripped the steering wheel, the veins on the back of his hand popping out