Once someone touches her bottom line uneasily, Ruan Anlan will never choose to accept it aggrievedly.
Ruan Anqi and Shen knew that they were working together and wanted to use her to get back into the public eye. It was simply a fantasy.
Thinking of those two people, Ruan Anlan's eyes instantly became like gloomy and unpredictable sea fog, filled with a frightening coldness.
"I accidentally learned something that may overturn all my previous knowledge."
Ruan Anlan's voice was deep and muffled, as if she had covered her mouth with something, and it made her ears feel dull and uncomfortable.
Mingyou knew that whenever Ruan Anlan's mother was involved, Ruan Anlan, who was originally sunny and lovely, always seemed to become another person.
Zheng Zhiya's death is a scar on Ruan Anlan's heart that cannot be easily touched.
Ruan Anlan probably really knew something from a certain source, so he suddenly asked her to help investigate what happened ten years ago.
Thinking of this, Mingyou nodded, feeling heavy.
She looked at the information and photos in her hands, and her heart felt like it was tightly wrapped in oilcloth, making her breathless.
"Okay, I won't ask you these questions anymore. Let's talk about it when we meet tomorrow. Junior sister, don't think too much. I will help you no matter what."
Mingyou knew that Ruan Anlan felt uncomfortable, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only comfort her softly.
Ruan Anlan smiled gratefully: "Okay, senior sister, then you should go to bed early."
After hanging up the phone, Ruan Anlan stood in the living room, looking out the window at the deep night, and her mood felt as if she had sunk to the suffocating depths of the sea.
Mother……
The Ruan family...
Zhou Tinglan mother and daughter...
What is the connection between all of these?
All of this is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.
Ruan Anlan closed her eyes and took a long breath. She didn't want to show any strangeness in front of Gu Tingyuan, and she didn't want her low mood to be noticed by Gu Tingyuan.
When Ruan Anlan turned around again, Gu Tingyuan opened the sliding door of the kitchen.
"Why are you standing here?" Gu Tingyuan lowered his head and saw Ruan Anlan's hand still had an obvious bloodstain, and his handsome eyebrows immediately frowned tightly, "Why don't you go deal with it?"
Ruan Anlan subconsciously hid her hands behind her back and said weakly: "It's nothing, there's no need to get a band-aid..."
Hearing Ruan Anlan's words, Gu Tingyuan's face suddenly turned even worse.
He strode towards Ruan Anlan, his slender and straight legs wrapped under his straight suit pants, making him look particularly strong.
A handsome face, slightly gloomy due to Ruan Anlan's lack of cooperation, with thin lips pressed tightly into a straight line.
Seeing Gu Tingyuan's expression, Ruan Anlan was immediately frightened and her neck shrank. Before she could defend herself, Gu Tingyuan took her hand and led her to the living room.
Then he knelt down and took out a medicine box from the five-drawer cabinet.
Seeing Gu Tingyuan's familiar movements, it was obvious that he came here often to pick up the medical kit so he was so familiar with where it was placed.
Ruan Anlan's expression was stunned for a moment, and he asked hesitantly: "Gu Tingyuan, how come you are so familiar with where the medical kit is?"
Gu Tingyuan looked up and glanced at her while rummaging around.
When he heard Ruan Anlan's question, there wasn't much expression on his face, and his tone was as relaxed as casually chatting about how nice the weather was.
