Gu Qingge was sweating profusely as he looked at Song Yunxiang's figure in the rearview mirror.
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Song Yunxiang watched as the car was forced to stop, and the initial running turned into pacing. A smug smile hung on his face.
He knew that she was injured, otherwise, she wouldn't have stolen his car and left. No matter how smart Gu Qingge was, she was just a little monkey in his hands. There was no way she could escape!
Gu Qingge gripped the steering wheel tightly, her nails digging into her palms.
She had finally escaped from him, and she was going back to France tomorrow! But now…
She looked at the tightly shut door in front of her and then at the figure getting closer and closer in the rearview mirror. Thinking about how she had been tortured by him these past few days, a crazy thought flashed through her mind.
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