There was a black Mercedes parked on the side of the road. White Rabbit took Gao Yang into the car, and they sat in the back seat. The middle-aged man driving the car was dressed in a suit and looked very composed. He was the typical private driver who specialized in serving important people or wealthy individuals.

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After getting into the car, White Rabbit kicked off her shoes and started painting her toenails again, this time in purple.

"You really love painting your nails," Gao Yang said, trying to make conversation.

"Yeah, I change the color seven or eight times a day. While others find it boring, I find it boring to not paint my toenails," White Rabbit replied.

"Be careful not to damage your nails."

"I won't." White Rabbit didn't look at Gao Yang and remained focused on her painting, like a dedicated artist. Her hands were indeed steady, and the small brush of the nail polish moved vertically along the nail, creating symmetrical lines with even distribution of polish and a smooth surface. Gao Yang stared at it for a while, feeling a sense of tranquility and satisfaction.

When White Rabbit finished painting one foot, they had been driving for almost ten minutes.@@novelbin@@

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