Lu Yuan then reached into the pocket of his shirt to pull out a bloodied business card, put it on top of the table with two fingers pressed on it, and shifted it in front of Yue Ran.
What was printed on the business card was Yue Ran's name and her occupation. The bloody red color of blood, which had long dried up, happened to fall on the picture of her face on the business card, which made her photo look a little weird.
Yue Ran lifted up the hair that fell down her back to rest it on one shoulder, and she uttered the following words with a smile as gentle as the sound of her voice: "Lu Yuan, we all have our own secrets, do we not?"
The young woman then proceeded to stretch out her hand to cover the young man's own, their skins touching each other.
The two looked very much like a young couple with an ideally loving and close relationship.
In perfect harmony.
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