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Jiang Bin, who was driving, had the daily self-hypnosis time again. He focused on driving as he muttered to himself, "I'm blind, I'm blind. I don't have any sour feelings of love. You imagined it …"

He hinted at himself crazily, but it was still useless. He couldn't help but peek through the rearview mirror, and he nearly rolled his eyes at the sight of his boss