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As the car pulled out of the community gate, a silver-gray Bentley slowly entered from the other lane. With its window half-open, for a fleeting moment, Chu Jin's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a familiar profile, especially that scrutinizing gaze, which sent a shock through her heart and left her breathless. By the time she turned to look, the Bentley's taillights had already disappeared around the corner at a remarkable speed.
Who was in the car?
Why did it give her such a strange feeling?
Chu Jin slightly frowned, her temples throbbing as she pressed on them, her thoughts running deep.
"Are you alright? Feeling uncomfortable?" Mo Zhixuan asked, noticing her odd behavior, and reached out to feel her forehead.
Chu Jin offered a faint smile, telling the truth, "I'm fine. It's just that I thought I saw someone I knew, but what's strange is I can't remember who it was."