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Wen Qiao tapped her head: "Understood, understood. How many times do I have to say it",The name Fu Nanli, it sounds a bit familiar. A flash of white suddenly crossed my mind, and I remembered it. It seemed like I had seen this name in the news last life. Two days before filling out their college application list, Fu Jia's only heir, Fu Nanli, died in a car accident on his way to the airport.,With a deafening 'bang', right before my eyes, a Bentley car and a concrete truck running a red light collided. The headlights were blinding, forcing me to cover my eyes. The screeching brakes, the tires squealing, and the earth-shattering impact of the vehicles created a cacophony of sound.。