Ruan Anlan's wound was carefully treated and bandaged, and she was now lying in a magnificent ancient European-style room.
And the old white man with a long beard never came into this room again.
Even Ruan Anlan felt strange. Could it be that the old man freed her from Pierre's pervert, because he was not interested in her?
Just when Ruan Anlan was puzzled, the door was pushed open.
Ruan Anlan raised her eyes and saw the two tall white old men with their hands behind their backs and walked towards her with a serious expression.
As Ruijin approached step by step, Ruan Anlan felt as if a mountain was pressing down.
Unfortunately, the injuries she suffered in her abdomen were still sucking and the wounds on her calf were pulling her nerves all the time.
She couldn't stand up and escape, so she could only hide and hide.
However, Ruijin just stood a few steps away from her and stopped, looking at her condescendingly, her eyes were very different from before.
In a trance, Ruan Anlan actually had an illusion, and Ruijin seemed to be looking at another person through her.
It's an illusion, otherwise how could there be such a strange feeling?
"May I have your name?"
Surprisingly, Ruijin tried to talk to Ruan Anlan in extremely unfamiliar and difficult-to-mouth C Mandarin.
Ruan Anlan widened her eyes, "You can speak Mandarin C?"
Ruijin lowered his head and thought, as if he was trapped in a memory, and a warm smile touched the corner of his mouth.
He said, "Well, when I was young, a beautiful girl once taught me some."
His tone didn't sound fake, and his expression was particularly pious.
It was like the beloved girl he was thinking about, standing in front of his eyes at this moment, with a gentle look.
Ruan Anlan became more and more confused, "My name is Ruan Anlan."
"Ruan Anlan...Ruan Anlan..." Ruijin murmured to himself, his eyes gradually becoming brighter.
He suddenly looked at Ruan Anlan again, and his eyes seemed to have ignited torches, so bright and hot.
Ruijin suddenly asked, "How are your mother?"
Ruan Anlan was stunned for a moment. She looked at the old white man with gray hair in front of her, and suddenly she felt that he didn't seem to be so annoying.
Because his expression and tone actually sounded pitiful.
Mother?
"Do you know my mother?" Ruan Anlan hesitated: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be a native of M."
Ruijin nodded: "I am indeed a native of M. China, but when I was young, I had an acquaintance with your mother. Your mother is a very charming person, and she is also very capable."
He paused and looked at Ruan Anlan again, "Your mother is Zheng Zhiya, Mia, right?"
Mia is the English name of Ruan Anlan's mother.
Ruan Anlan looked at Ruijin in shock.
Unexpectedly, Ruijin actually knew her mother, but Ruan Anlan knew very little about the years before her mother was young.
So Ruan Anlan didn't understand why her mother chose to marry Ruan Guoqiang, which only helped to squeeze her mother's blood.
"you……"
"Perhaps, I should introduce myself like this." Ruijin smiled and looked at Ruan Anlan with a slightly respectful expression and said, "I am your mother's former subordinate."