"Squeak—"

Shen Jiayin stepped on the accelerator to the end, and after the wheels rubbed violently against the ground and made a harsh sound, the car stopped steadily.

I didn't see anyone flying out, so I shouldn't have crashed into it.

Thinking so in his heart, Shen Jiayin hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car to check the situation.

After reading it, she immediately gasped, followed by a sigh of relief.

The other party's body was only two or three centimeters away from the front of her car

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