How despotic (1)
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"Young master Yin?" The chauffeur, who had opened the car door, noticed that something was wrong and asked worriedly.
Yin Shaojie shook his head, and his vision returned. However, there was a faint pain in his temple, as if someone was poking it with a thin needle.
But fortunately, it felt lighter, so there wasn't much of a problem.
He bent down and entered the car.
The chauffeur didn't close the door. He bent down and asked him, " young master Yin, why don't you let me drive? " Old master said to let you rest well ..."
Without waiting for the chauffeur to finish, Yin Shaojie waved his hand and said, " no need. I'll be back in a while. &Quot;
Seeing that his expression had returned to normal, the driver did not say anything and closed the door.
Yin Shaojie drove and left the MU residence.
However, he was still too late when he rushed to the location.