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Before dawn, 3 a.m.
Song Xuyan, with a nervous heart, came to the hospital’s underground parking lot and found a black Trumpchi M8, gently tapping on its glass.
The car window rolled down, revealing the driver as none other than Lin Mo, dressed in a black windbreaker.
Seeing Lin Mo’s haggard appearance, Song Xuyan paused for a moment.
But he didn’t dare to ask too much.
One shouldn’t meddle in what they shouldn’t know, ...
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