Ruoruo looked at Ye Feng's nervous appearance, his little face changed, and he stood in the small kiosk of the ATM, looking at Ye Feng with a serious face through the glass. Her small headbag kept looking in the direction where Ye Feng was speaking. But all she saw was pitch black, but this situation didn't last long before she saw a figure slowly walking towards Ye Feng. "Ye Feng!"

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