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Ning Jingyue hung up the phone and returned it to Chiang Xu. "Nan Yuming already knows about this. Go and pick him up. You don't have to worry about the rest."

"What else do you plan to do?" Chiang Xu suddenly saw that Ning Jingyue's wrist was bruised by him. He paused and said unnaturally. "Sorry."

Ning Jingyue followed his line of sight and saw the mark on her wrist