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"What right do you have to control me? You've already restricted my freedom. I have the right to do business as I please," Zhao Ya said calmly, pulling out a cigarette from her side.

With a soft "scratch," a match flared, lighting her cigarette, and she began to exhale smoke.

Chen Hongsheng watched Zhao Ya's smooth face, noticing the blanket had slipped, revealing one of her shoulders