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Zhou Shiran pressed a series of phone numbers and stared fixedly at them for a long time before getting up and walking out.
...
A red Maserati drove out of the villa area and merged into the stream of cars.
A black sedan followed behind, always maintaining a safe distance.
However, Zhou Shiran, driving the Maserati, didn't notice this at all.
The car soon entered a securely guarded compound, where Zhou Shiran directly took the elevator from the underground parking garage.
She arrived at the door of an apartment and rang the doorbell.
'Ding-dong... Ding-dong...'
The door was pulled open from the inside, and the disheveled Kang Miao stood at the doorway, looking at her with an icy face. "What are you here for?" he asked.
"I've said that I have something to discuss with you," Zhou Shiran replied.
"I have nothing to talk about with you," Kang Miao said with disdain.