Xie Yuqing suddenly felt an ups and downs of disappointment.
She put all those things behind her mind, lowered her voice, and asked, "Hello, I am a former patient of Jinkuo Villa. Are you going to stop doing business in the future?"
There was a slight pause and he said, "Yes, the dean has run away and will not resume operations."
"Can I ask, who is your dean?"
The rich voice was still slow for a moment before telling her, "Aric Russell is our dean."
The moment she heard the name, Xie Yuqing thought she had heard it wrong.
"Aric Russell...?" she repeated unconsciously.
"Yes, Mr. Russell withdrew his investment, sorry."
Xie Yuqing's mind was in a mess and she didn't know how she got back to the hotel. She sat on the chair in a daze with her eyes straight.
The dean of Jinkuo Manor, is Aric?
how can that be possible?
When she asked Aric for help before, he didn't say anything about it.
Even when she was delirious and thought she was the owner of the healing home, he did not refute it and said it might be an unintentional move by his relatives.
From a certain perspective, he has been acquiescing to everything he said.
Why?
Aric's friend was clearly one she took the initiative to add.
When we chatted later, we just let nature take its course.
She didn't think the other party had the ability to predict the future, so this coincidence seemed particularly weird.
Xie Yuqing was puzzled and wanted to talk to someone about this matter. The only suitable person seemed to be Wei Sheng Jue Ling, but he was implicated in fleeing the country. If he told him about it again, he would probably collapse.
.
So, she took out her mobile phone, clicked on Facebook, and reviewed the chat history with Aric with a critical eye.
The process of their acquaintance was obviously so natural, a perfect coincidence, gradually sharing, and then talking about everything. When the relationship reached a peak and she asked to meet, he disappeared into her world like an actor with stage fright, leaving behind
The next missing piece of the puzzle.
A proper perspective of pure online chatting.
Xie Yuqing firmly believes that anyone who deliberately approaches a person must have some clear needs.
But throughout the chat history, she couldn't see Aric's desire.
It seems that this coincidence is just a deeper irony.
Xie Yuqing didn't want to think about him anymore, so she threw away her phone and lay down on the bed.
The next day, she quietly flew back to Cambridge.
What she was thinking was that the group of people had already targeted her and it was not safe to go out, so she might as well go back to the town and hide for a while.
She has probably returned to normal, and she no longer feels the excitement of being chased.
The streets on Christmas Eve were decorated with lights, and the shrubs and fences on both sides were wrapped with silk flowers and lanterns. There were not many people on the streets, but cheerful Christmas songs were playing on the radio.
Xie Yuqing stayed in the hotel for a few days and finally got a little greedy and thought about going to the supermarket in the town to buy some delicious food.
For this reason, she was fully armed and wrapped herself tightly from head to toe, leaving only her eyes exposed so that no one could recognize her.
Dusk has fallen into night, and there is a tall and shiny Christmas tree standing outside the lively market, and some young people are singing and singing next to it.
Next to the market is a lined commercial street.
Xie Yuqing was carrying two bags of food and had just come out of the supermarket. When she turned her eyes, she accidentally caught a glimpse of two familiar figures.
She thought she was dazzled, so she fixed her eyes and made sure she saw it right——
Shirley Jiang was wearing a bright red coat, holding her arm closely with a tall and handsome young man, and stepped into a Thai restaurant with him.