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But because the car was moving too slowly, by the time she got out, she had already missed the boarding time.
So, at that time, she misunderstood Fu Yuxiu, thinking he deliberately delayed her.
Thinking back on this memory, Qiao Zhaoyue's heart ached, and she couldn't help but clench her fists tightly and grit her teeth forcefully.
Fu Yuxiu glanced at her face, pale as paper and concealed in the dark, a flicker of something passed across the depths of his eyes.
He pursed his lips, withdrew his gaze, and focused on driving.
After arriving at the airport, Qiao Zhaoyue pushed the door to get out, but Fu Yuxiu called out to her, "Wait."
She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Fu Yuxiu, "Is there something else?"
Fu Yuxiu didn't answer immediately, instead, he took out a box of ointment and passed it to her, "Put some on."
The transparent case he was holding contained a white, powder-like cream.
Qiao Zhaoyue was taken aback for a moment, not taking it.
