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Feng Ke was slower than Huo Yan Si. When he turned around, he saw all the cars waiting for a red light.

He was sweating profusely.

He was very clear about the boss' temper. The young master was still in the car!

If the boss doesn't want to... What about the young master in the carriage?

Feng Ke had no other choice as he hurriedly gave Mo Xin a call, "Hello, Master Mo