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Outside the door, as the door closed, Tong Yingying's previously teasing expression finally turned shy and nervous.
She rubbed her face and took a deep breath, but when she thought about how just a hug had made Yan Huan react so unnaturally, she couldn't help but smile.
"Hmm hmm hmm~"
Thinking this, her mood improved significantly.
As she walked down the stairs, she hummed a tune all the way.
Downstairs, a black SUV was parked by the roadside, with two burly men and a woman smoking a cigarette leaning against the car door.
Seeing Tong Yingying come down, they greeted her,
"Sister Tong."
Seeing them, the smile on Tong Yingying's face faded slightly, and she asked,
"Hmm, so how's the investigation about this afternoon's matter?"
"We asked everyone, but no one knows what happened. As for the surveillance, Sister Tong, you know what it's like in the South District..."
"..."
