Perhaps for this reason, after about five seconds, Chase HaKai walked out from behind the telephone pole.
His face was not pretty, with obvious embarrassment. He didn't look at her, his eyes fell on his toes, and he remained silent, his originally beautiful lip line pursed into a straight line.
Qingyuan Yuhua breathed a sigh of relief.
At least it proved that the person following her was not the Fake Fate God, and that guy might have completely moved away from her.
Thinking of this, she felt a little wonderful.
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