At this time, the mobile phone rang.

Liang He said on the phone that he wanted to see him.

In the car, Zhou Yinghuai's thin lips opened lightly, and the sound quality was so smooth that he could hear any emotional fluctuations, as if he was repeating a sentence: "I don't want to see you, and I won't go to see you." ”

Jiang Misheng's eyes widened, and she twisted her face away.

This small and slight movement......

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