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Leng Xiyue hung up the phone, unconvinced. Could she have been mistaken Wasn't that car Zhou Tian's,Thinking of Xue's home being nearby, Leng Xinyue ran all the way there, wanting to have a good heart-to-heart talk with her best friend and analyze why Zhou Tian had deceived herself.,"Bathe me, bathe me sweetly..." Leng Xiyue buried her face in Gong Xin Yi's arms, rubbing against him like a rabbit.。