Time turned back two hours.
In the early spring, all things were reviving, but the morning air still carried a slight chill. Amidst the lingering mist, Zheng Zhaoyang looked at the beautiful woman standing beside Bai Ling, and a sense of unease washed over him.
"Team Leader, didn't you say the other person was your classmate?" Zheng Zhaoyang asked. "But this age gap—"
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