His footsteps were fast, and Char hung up the phone quickly and followed him.
Chase walked faster and faster, walked straight to the car, bent over and got into the car.
Charl followed him into the car, looked at his cold face and asked, “Why are you suddenly angry again?”
“Are you monitoring me?” Chase turned his head and looked at Char, with cold eyes, and his whole body was filled with the jealous aura he was living in.
The questioning tone stopped Char asking for a moment.
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