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What the fuck?

She stood up abruptly from the table, and her body quietly bumped into the hand Xia Zhiyang used to hold the wine cup.

Dark red liquid splashed high up into the air, wetting Xia Zhiyang's sleeves. The black coloured suit was completely drenched, and the liquid flowed down the sleeves and dropped drop by drop onto the floor, flowing into the cracks.

Pretending to be surprised