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"If Ma Jun knew that the person who injured him was my driver, what would he think?" Zhang Tianfa said straightforwardly, "If that's the case, will he let us go?"

"Then what about the injury on my forehead?" Qiao Lee asked with a sullen face.

"You can bear with it for now. I will ask someone to bandage you later. Go back to the private room now. If Ma Jun doesn't wake up