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Ling Qingyu patted her chest in remorse and bent over, leaning sideways on the couch. Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue were alarmed by the movement and the car quickly came to a stop.
"What happened to you?" Tang Ziyi asked worried.
"Sister Ling?" Xiao Yue reached out her hand from the passenger seat and nudged Ling Qingyu with her fingers.
Being poked several times, Ling Qingyu looked up and saw Tang Ziyi had stopped driving.
"It's okay. I thought of doing something and losing as a result. It's just expressing regret." Ling Qingyu fixed her hair as she replied.
"What makes you regret by this appearance?" Tang Ziyi asked suspiciously, looking over from the rearview mirror.
"It's better if you don't know. Go on, keep driving, I don't want to be late for work." Ling Qingyu urged Tang Ziyi.
The two from the front seats stared at Ling Qingyu as if watching a neuropath and Tang Ziyi resumed driving.