: One thousand one hundred and forty-seven, scare you to death

Black jeans, white sneakers, and a sky blue striped shirt were worn with a black trench coat.

Zhou Tao, who was so plainly dressed, just walked out of Hong Kong Island International Airport when a red Cadillac stopped in front of her.

"Miss Zhou?"

The car window lowered, revealing Huo Wenxi's beautiful face. At this time, Huo Wenxi, who knew that her Mandarin was not good, spoke English.

"it's me!"

Zhou Tao also uses English

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