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"Doctor Lu, who are you working for?"
Unmoved, she smiled faintly, provocatively meeting his gaze, and uttered two words.
"Guess."
Pei Yunmeng's eyes flickered as he stared intently at the person before him.
The lamp burned to its base and became increasingly dim.
And in the hazy light, her eyes seemed clear and fragile, too weak to stand in her clothes, like the morning mist of deep autumn that dissipates into smoke at the touch of wind and sunlight.
When he saw her yesterday, she looked pale and frail, but today it was as if she had applied a light layer of rouge. That touch of pale red, like the color of plum blossoms on branches, added a few strokes of vivid beauty to her appearance, beauty that also hid a chill.
