Lu Zhanying clicked on Li Rao's profile picture and sent her a message.
[Lu Zhanying: I taught the person a lesson, transfer money, 50,000.]
Soon, Li Rao replied.
[Li Rao: ???]
Years of tacit understanding allowed Li Rao to quickly grasp her meaning.
Another message arrived swiftly.
[Li Rao: Fixed price 5 million, just do him in for me.]
[Lu Zhanying: ...]
...
On this side, Song Yan looked utterly panicked.
Just by chance, the drink from the cup in her hand had all splashed onto Wei Shiran, even the bottle smashed on him before it hit the ground, shattering.
"I'm really sorry, it was an accident, an accident..." Song Yan apologized to him with an embarrassed smile.
Wei Shiran was never so disheveled, but he wasn't about to take it out on a woman.
He sighed and was about to speak when, at the sight of Song Yan, he immediately restrained himself.
Wei Shiran raised an eyebrow, recognizing her at a glance.
It was her...
The woman on Gu Chenxiao's phone wallpaper.
