The driver, Xiao Chen, was the only one in the car. When he saw Gu Tingyuan coming with Ruan Anlan in his arms, he quickly opened the door and got out of the car, letting Gu Tingyuan go in with Ruan Anlan in his arms.
Gu Tingyuan walked to the car door, paused for two seconds, knocked on the car window, and told Xiao Chen to get in another car and drive Zheng Yingying back.
After the car took Zheng Yingying away, Gu Tingyuan got in the car again, sat in the back, hugged Ruan Anlan, and his movements were intimate and comforting.
Ruan Anlan leaned sullenly in Gu Tingyuan's arms, put her arms around his neck, buried her face in his neck, and took a deep breath.
Gu Tingyuan patted Ruan Anlan's back and said hoarsely: "Grandpa is fine now, and Baicao Sheng has been settled. If anything happens, it can be solved when we go home."
Ruan Anlan nodded dullly, but still didn't speak.
Gu Tingyuan didn't know what was wrong with her, but he could sense her depressed aura.
So I didn’t ask any more questions.
He knew that if she wanted to speak, she would definitely tell him.
And now she was obviously escaping from reality and these problems, so he didn't ask anything.
About a quarter of an hour passed, and Gu Tingyuan, who had been maintaining the same posture to accommodate her, was a little tired.
Ruan Anlan slowly raised her head, her big eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
She looks pitiful.
Gu Tingyuan's heart seemed to be crushed by a pair of hands.
Holding Ruan Anlan's face with both hands, he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, his voice soft and unpretentious.
Gu Tingyuan said: "Why are you crying again, huh?"
Ruan Anlan shook his head, and his tears kept flowing like broken beads, which made Gu Tingyuan's heart become confused.
She is pretentious, fragile, and vulnerable.
It is obvious that when others are trying hard to pretend to be strong and calm, the disguise is perfect.
But as soon as Gu Tingyuan opened his mouth, all the disguises disappeared.
Even Ruan Anlan herself feels that she is becoming more and more easily influenced by emotions.
It is clear that the difficult, painful and lonely moments in the past have passed, but now I can burst into tears just by saying a casual word.
Ruan Anlan sighed and buried her face in Gu Tingyuan's neck. Tears fell and soaked his shirt.
"I don't want to cry either."
"But Gu Tingyuan, what should I do? I feel like my brain is not used enough..."
"Zheng Zhonghong is not the real murderer of my mother."
After stumbling to finish what Zheng Zhonghong said to him, Ruan Anlan hid in Gu Tingyuan's arms with tears and refused to look up.
It seems like all the tears in this life are about to be shed.
Ruan Anlan cried and hugged Gu Tingyuan, "Tell me, who are those people Zheng Zhonghong mentioned? Why am I so clueless about what my mother went through back then."
Gu Tingyuan frowned, and when he heard Ruan Anlan's words, he patted her back gently, fearing that she would die from crying.
He knew that she had always cared about this matter.
I thought that all the mysteries would be solved and my mother's great revenge would be avenged.
But I didn't expect that Zheng Zhongya was not the direct murderer, and Zheng Zhonghong was just a pawn.
What is the truth?
…
After returning, Gu Tingyuan had two boiled eggs brought up to put on Ruan Anlan's glasses.
Ruan Anlan's mood has basically stabilized a lot, but her usually beautiful and charming eyes are now as swollen as two big walnuts.
