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In the car, He Jingyao's trembling grew more and more intense.
Because Xia Xinyu was sitting in the row in front of them.
Worried sick, Su Zixi asked, "Xia Xinyu, what in the world do you want to do?"
"Shut up!" Xia Xinyu was completely focused on directing the car's trajectory.
Tianshui City was a project that her family took on when she was a child. Although it was later abandoned due to a lack of succession, leaving it deserted here, Xia Xinyu was unusually familiar with this place.
It was this familiarity on which she now relied. There was a reason she brought them here.
Angry beyond words, Su Zixi could only look anxiously at the man beside her. However, He Jingyao was evidently much calmer than her, and even as he grimaced in pain, he still reassuringly squeezed her hand.
Su Zixi was torn between heartache and worry, and tears suddenly burst forth.
