"How do I know you are a good guy or a bad guy? What if you are a human trafficker?"
Yang Junze was startled. He leaned forward slightly and put his arm on the table. His long fingers and neat nails made Liu Xiaoyin's good impression of him even more. He moved closer to her and said, "I can give you my ID card until you leave safely."
"Nowadays, ID cards can be faked. How do I know if the one you gave me is authentic?"
Yang Junze's drooped eyelids lifted up after hearing this question, with a playful smile on his lips, "Classmate, how can I prove my identity?"
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