Max Ye didn't want to cause him any more trouble, so he denied it: "No, no one did it, I knocked it myself."
Ethan Cheng held his chin tightly and asked, "How do you knock it yourself?"
Max Ye tilted his head back, feeling a little uncomfortable, and glanced around: "Just, just knocked on the table, drank too much and accidentally..."
Looking at the obvious fingerprints, Ethan Cheng pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, then he let go of his hand, stepped out of the car, pushed the back door shut, and returned to the driver's seat.
As we continued to move forward, the atmosphere in the car became increasingly dull and depressing.
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