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The golden chariot drove by, and the man reached out his hand to help Feng Zhiwei stand. She did not refuse his gesture, and composedly took his hand and stood – since her life was already in his hands, it would not hurt any more to take what advantage she could.
As their two hands touched, Ning Yi was startled. Feng Zhiwei was calm now, and her previously sweaty hand was dry, and there were no longer any distractions to the shap ...
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