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... helicopter on the empty grounds, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.
That was a EC145 model helicopter, a sight Su Wanxin was familiar with, because it was a birthday gift from Fu Shihan years ago.
He held her hand and walked over, and her struggle and refusal were useless; she was quickly forced to sit inside.
"Fu Shihan..." Su Wanxin looked down as he fastened her seatbelt and asked softly, "What exactly are you trying to do?"
Fu Shihan didn’t answer; he buckled the ...
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