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Therefore, when Fu Jiuxiao arrived, he saw Jiang Li sleeping in the car. The two bodyguards had been guarding outside the car, afraid that they would disturb Jiang Li's rest.

Fu Jiuxiao caressed Jiang Li's slightly tired face with heartache. Jiang Li seemed to feel a familiar touch. She unconsciously rubbed Fu Jiuxiao's palm, which made Fu Jiuxiao's heart ache.

Outside the car, the two bodyguards told Fu Jiuxiao what had just happened.

After hearing it, Fu Jiuxiao's face darkened. With a dark expression, he sent a text message to a contact on his phone.

After sending the text message, Fu Jiuxiao wanted to take a look at the wound on Jiang Li's hand, but because the movement was a bit obvious, Jiang Li frowned, her fingers curled up, and she slowly opened her eyes.

She saw a handsome face with a frown.

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, and then she stared at the face for a few seconds before raising her hand to touch Fu Jiuxiao's eyebrows.