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"Finally gone." Xia Ning smiled happily, feeling that the slap she had endured from her father was totally worth it. As long as Fu Han was willing to leave, she was willing to pay any price.
She took out He Xing's phone to call him, but the call was hung up as soon as it connected. Undeterred, she dialed again, only to receive a message indicating an ongoing call on the other end.
Sighing with resignation, she silently put the phone away. After all, that annoying person was already gone, and there was no need to rush to see He Xing at this moment. Time was on her side.
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He Xing, while controlling the steering wheel, spoke to the person on the other end of the phone: "Liang Tao, hurry up and check where Fu Han is, see if she bought a ticket to leave."
"Yes, President He," Liang Tao responded promptly.
