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Gangye Yoshiko drove the car, hidden in the darkness of the night, steadily moving forward.
The winter night didn't have the restlessness of summer; everywhere exuded a sense of deathly stillness.
Beichuan Si gave Beichuan Huili a phone call.
Upon learning that she was still on her way home, he imparted a few words, telling her to be extra careful while outside.
Beichuan Huili clearly hadn't noticed the police following her yet and remained in her usual state.
As soon as he hung up the phone, Beichuan Si noticed a peculiar gaze from Shen Gu Mirai.
"Is there something on my face?" Beichuan Si asked coldly.
Shen Gu Mirai didn't immediately answer Beichuan Si. She just stared at him thoughtfully for about two minutes before saying enviously,
"Mr. Temple has never spoken to me in such a gentle tone as you just did."
"Really?" Beichuan Si replied indifferently. He knew his own temperament and couldn't change it for the time being.
"See! You're talking like that again!"
