Because when the accident happened, Ning Fan did not find Ah Qi's body, so he had no choice but to build a grave for her with only a few broken clothes.
"Sir, have you mistakenly recognized the person? I am not a Qi." The begging woman shook her head and said.
After saying that, she wanted to leave.
Ning Fan couldn't help but pulled her and said: "Don't worry, you miss me as a friend. May I ask what your name is? Do you remember your home?"
Because he looked exactly like Ah Qi, Ning Fan wanted to help her find a home.
The begging woman shook her head: "I don't know where my home is. When I woke up, it was by the sea."
"By the sea?" Ning Fan was a little surprised.
"Yes, it's the beach. I don't remember what happened before."
Hearing this, Ning Fan sighed inwardly, maybe he was overthinking, she might have been abducted and trafficked here.
Back then, I didn't have as much emotion as I do now, so I had a good relationship with Ah Qi, but I had never even touched her hand, let alone whether there would be any marks on her body.
"The mark seems..."
Ning Fan glanced at the begging woman and immediately looked away. Ah Qi once tried Ning Fan's endurance in order to test him.
So Ning Fan saw a small red mole on Ah Qi's chest.
But no matter how you look at it now, isn’t this indecent assault?
He scratched his head helplessly and said, "Well, why don't I take you to clean up and then help you find a home."
"Thanks!"
The begging woman replied timidly.
The two came to the door of a hotel, and when they were about to enter, Ning Fan walked in front and walked in smoothly.
But the begging woman who was following behind was pushed away.
"Get out, what kind of place do you think this is?" the doorman yelled angrily.
Ning Fan turned around and grabbed the other party's collar and said, "She is the one I brought in. Are you looking for death?"
"Sir, this is impossible, how can you follow..."
"Shut up and apologize now, hurry up."
The doorman swallowed his saliva. Ning Fan didn't need to say anything, just a look could scare him.
"Miss, I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, it's okay." The begging woman did not dare to accept an apology.
Ning Fan took her hand and walked in with her, even though many people around her looked at her strangely.
After opening the room, the two entered the suite.
Ning Fan said: "Go in, wash up, and change your clothes."
"Uh-huh!"
Then I asked the hotel front desk to buy some clothes and bring them up.
Ning Fan really didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong. Maybe he was deceiving himself. She was not her at all.
"I...I've washed it."
More than ten minutes later, the begging woman came out, wrapped in a bath towel, with white skin and long hair.
Her face is also beautiful, not at all like the dirty look she had not long ago.
Ning Fan was a little distracted because she looked so much like the person in his memory, but it was a pity that she was wrapped in a bath towel.
I can't see where the red mole is.
"I'm sorry, I have nothing to wear." The begging woman said with her head lowered.
"It's okay. I've already asked someone to bring it up. You can sit down first."