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He also grew top-grade Perilla, which paired beautifully with the coffee Zhuo Ya had just developed.
Therefore, Zhuo Ya purchased almost all of her raw materials from this old farm.
"Then be careful on your own."
"Okay."
Zhuo Ya composed herself, picked up her bag, and left.
She rode the electric scooter alone to the old farmer's coffee garden.
Halfway there, she realized a car was following her.
Zhuo Ya turned her head and saw Song Zhe in the car.
Seeing Song Zhe in the driver's seat startled Zhuo Ya, almost causing her to fall off the scooter.
Her brows furrowed as she tried to avoid Song Zhe, but he had already driven his car in front of her, blocking her path.
Zhuo Ya looked at Song Zhe, who was blocking her way, and lifted her chin to ask, "What do you want to do?"
"Wherever you want to go, I'll take you there."
"No need, I don't want to see you right now."
It was the first time Zhuo Ya had been so cold to Song Zhe.
