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It wasn't until Shen Fanxing's legs had adapted that Bo Jinchuan let go of her.
Looking down at the creases on his shirt, Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips.
If she had not gripped her clothes tightly the moment the two women appeared, he would have considered throwing them and the driver off the cliff.
Shen Fanxing walked slowly towards Bailey. She was wearing a warm down jacket and she felt warm just by looking at her.
However, as she inched closer to them, they couldn't help but feel nervous.
"What are you doing?!" Bei Xi leaned towards Bei Lei.
Shen Fanxing stood a few steps away from them and gave them a faint smile.
However, the coldness in her eyes could not be concealed.
"Why are you here?"
Shen Fanxing asked sarcastically as her gaze swept across the two of them again.
"Of course…"
Before Bei Xi could finish speaking, Bei Lei suddenly grabbed her wrist.
She pulled hard and staggered.