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Fang Meng Long excitedly drove, occasionally turning his head to look at Chen Sanqiu, who was sitting at the back. Chen Sanqiu was speechless: "Damn, Young Master Long, can you look at the front of the car while you're driving? "It doesn't matter if you die, if I die in your car in a car accident, then I would die from grievances."

Fang Meng Long grinned and nodded his head bitterly