After speaking, she turned around and walked away.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Xu Fenglai watched the little girl's arrogantly tall figure walking away, his handsome and fair face darkened.
...
Not until she heard the sound of a car driving away behind her did Song Niaoniao stop and turn around.
Watching the black Gust fade away and disappear, she set the box down on the ground, took out her phone, and sent Xia Zhou a WeChat message: "Something came up for tomorrow, I can't make it to the script murder party, sorry."
Xia Zhou was used to her rejections, "No worries, let's hang out next time when you're free."
After securing her phone, Song Niaoniao walked out of the yard and headed to the pharmacy outside the community.
"Do you have pregnancy tests?"
"Yes, how many do you need?"
"Just one... no, make it two."
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