"Miss Yan, what did you want to see me about today?" Mo Ran asked.
Yan Ruyu raised an eyebrow, "Gu Yixuan has hurt me so badly, I definitely won't let him off. I sought you out, of course, to get revenge on him."
"Revenge?" Mo Ran showed a puzzled look.
"Take a look at this." Yan Ruyu took out a file folder and handed it to her.
"What is this?" Mo Ran opened the file folder, which contained many documents and some photos.
One of the photos fell to the floor, and as she reached out to pick it up, she saw the photo and her whole body suddenly shook!
Her complexion turned pale in an instant, her eyes filled with deep pain and fear, and she began to tremble uncontrollably.
With shaking hands, Mo Ran picked up the photo, and tears immediately began to fall from her eyes.
In the photo, a man lay on his back on a couch, holding a gun in his hand; a gunshot wound at his temple, blood flowing out profusely...
His eyes were open, as if he died with a grievance.
