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Lu Siyuan stared straight ahead, but his hand pressed on the control button of the car window. Very soon, the glass of the car rose up, blocking the cold wind that was constantly blowing in.

Wu Tie tilted his head and peeked at Lu Siyuan's expression. Lu Siyuan's expression was still as indifferent as before, as if what he did just now was just Ling Han's imagination. Since they got in the car