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Qiao Anxia looked up and saw a man in a black windbreaker, a mask, and a peaked cap.

"Who are you?"

"Drive." The man opened his mouth as he got into the car and fastened his seat belt.

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiao Anxia heaved a sigh of relief. She looked at him with some amusement. "Why are you dressed like this?"

"I want to see you." Mo Hancheng's reason was simple and straightforward