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Mu Yu's face bloomed like a flower as she answered to something unknown.

"Good, good, good."

Handsome brother?

The man who was driving suddenly squinted his eyes dangerously. When did this damn girl get to know the handsome brother?

Mu Yu, who was on the phone, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

The oblivious Mu Yu smiled sweetly. "Thank you, handsome brother