Yao Yiyang said: “It seems there is something urgent.”
Jin Yuanyuan nodded and muttered to herself, “I see, it must have helped me pick up Mr. Sun from the airport.”
A smile flashed in Yao Yiyang’s eyes, pretending to be curious, and asked, “Who picks up?”
Jin Yuanyuan answered casually, “A netizen.”
“Netizen?” Yao Yiyang looked cold.
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