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Fu Chijing did not drink. On the way back, he drove his own car. Tong Qing sat in the passenger seat, very well-behaved, as obedient as a child. She waited for a long time, but the car still did not start. "Huh?" She turned her head in confusion. "Aren't we going back?" Fu Chijing said, "We are." "Then why aren't you driving?" "Seat belt." Fu Chijing cleared his throat and pointed at her