"Ruowan, look, what’s this!"
Tang Mei slowly opened her eyes, her expression complex, it had been a long time since anyone addressed her that way.
Ruowan, Jiang Ruowan, Miss Jiang!
The former Jiang Family, although not quite a powerful clan, was nevertheless bustling with visitors.
There were many who came seeking medical treatment.
She glanced at the box that lay open, inside which rested a pair of ruby rings, their design somewhat dated, yet still of the finest pigeon’s blood.
So it was just to get this!
Ah, what should I say about you?
"Quick, put it on and see if it needs resizing, I reckon it should be about right."
Tang Mei’s eyes shifted, half-jokingly she said, "You really have a knack for things, digging people up when they are resting peacefully underground!"
Although there was a hint of complaint, her heart felt warm, and she couldn’t help but want to reach out and touch it.
Still like new, not a bit damaged!
Wang Jinhui breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "The person inside isn’t you, naturally we had to dig out the belongings. I fell into neglect for quite a while back then, though in my heart I refused to believe it was you, I still buried them."
His voice was very low, as if he feared being overheard.
Tang Mei did not witness Wang Jinhui’s decline firsthand, but she could imagine it.
Overnight, everyone at Nanfeng Mansion disappeared, followed by the death news of her father-in-law Jiang Yaozong and the demise of her fiancée Jiang Ruowan.
Such a shock would be hard on anyone, it was all so sudden and without warning.
Others said he brought bad luck to his wife, he didn’t care, others said he was neglecting his duties and running around irresponsibly, he cared about that too, he only wanted to find her, he firmly believed his intelligent and astute fiancée would not die so easily.
In his heart, she was just urgently needed elsewhere and hadn’t had the chance to say goodbye.
Looking back now, he had indeed made the correct bet.
The bougainvillea knocked over in the study had given Wang Jinhui a good hint, it was something he planted himself, which Jiang Ruowan cherished.
However, with her departure came a long absence, not of her own free will, but she was taken by unidentified men in black, forced into a sedan car, and taken to a remote island to undergo various special training.
By the time she returned to Huang City, that former heiress of the Jiang Family had already changed her name and identity.
"Come on, quickly try it on, try it."
As Wang Jinhui urged her, he forcefully took Tang Mei’s hand without a hint of hesitation, yet his movements to slip on the ring were very gentle.
"It fits well, really beautiful!"
"Ah, I’ve gotten old, aged quite a bit."
"The style is good too, retro and nostalgic!"
It has been forty-five years since that engagement ceremony, indeed nostalgic enough.
Then, imitating Wang Jinhui’s actions just now, Tang Mei carefully picked up the men’s ring and earnestly placed it on his ring finger.
Their eyes met, and they both smiled.
"How about the wedding... have you thought it through?" Wang Jinhui asked, his eyes full of hope.
"Let’s just leave it at that, no fuss, it’s too much trouble!"
Although somewhat disappointed, it was within his expectations, much like what he had surmised.
After decades of turmoil, Tang Mei had long since lost interest in those so-called ceremonies, longing for simple companionship instead.
Wang Jinhui nodded and responded warmly, "Alright, I’ll listen to you, you call the shots in our house."
Meanwhile, in the Western Suburb of Jin City.
In a windowless basement, two men in black stared unblinkingly at a woman drinking milk, their expressions very stern.
"Would you like a taste?" the woman asked.
Already ten full hours had passed, and all she had done in this place was to eat and sleep.
The more it went on, the more panic she felt inside.
"I say... what exactly do you want? If you want to kill, just kill, give me a swift end, or call your boss over, I want to talk to him."
However, the men in black remained unmoved.
"Don’t you hear me? I said I want to see him, bring your boss here now."
"You don’t speak, are you mute?"
Such preferential treatment filled her with fear, she was utterly without support, and on impulse, she grabbed a couple of oranges and hurled them furiously at the door.
The person in black merely tilted their head slightly, dodging the attack of the orange with ease.
This only infuriated the woman even more.
She began to scream and shout in the room; the three-seater sofa was too heavy to throw, as was the bed, so food was the only weapon she could wield.
Obviously, it was all in vain.
In fact, as soon as she had arrived, she was aware of her surroundings but she was too angry to let go and give up.
She had been careless, and should not have underestimated the situation.
If it weren’t for the sedatives that had been injected into her, she might have had a sliver of a chance of escaping.
But that was only what she thought.
The two in black before her were no pushovers; they had both experienced top-tier special training.
"Tell your boss, if he doesn’t show up I’ll go on a hunger strike! Pretending to be deaf and mute, ignoring me, fine, I want to see how you’ll handle this."
But her ploy was useless, as the people in black paid no heed, continuing to watch her with icy indifference.
Time passed by little by little, and finally, the woman couldn’t stand it any longer. She began to break down and destroyed all the food on the sofa.
It wasn’t until eleven o’clock that one of the people in black suddenly spoke up, "Mr. Alston, please."
The woman frowned, "..."
You actually know my real name?
"Go ahead, Mr. Alston, you wanted to see our boss, didn’t you?" the person in black urged.
"Is your boss... Hua Lang?"
The person in black did not answer, which served as confirmation.
Alston: I should have guessed!
She angrily removed her earrings, took out a bottle of makeup remover, and sprayed it fiercely, revealing her true appearance quite quickly.
It was the face of a handsome man.
After that, they boarded a private helicopter that could fly directly to Country Y.
It wasn’t long before Hua Lang also arrived.
This mysterious figure, who had once made countless assassins tremble at the mention of his name, was actually willing to appear in person!
Could it be... also for Dr. Jiang?
It wasn’t until Hua Lang sat opposite Alston that the latter dared not believe the unimpressive old man before him was the infamous Hua Lang.
"You... are Hua Lang?"
Hua Lang’s thin lips curled slightly, "Of course."
"Give and take... makes the world go round, doesn’t it?" Hua Lang lit a cigarette and smiled as he passed it to Alston, "You probably guessed as much."
Alston took the cigarette with trembling hands, took a deep drag, and asked softly, "Using me for the exchange?"
"Of course, what else?"
"They agreed? Agreed to... the exchange?" Alston asked in surprise.
"Your life is still quite valuable."
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Could it be that only I am left?
Hua Lang didn’t say anything more but just gave him a faint smile and stood up to leave the cabin.
Alston saw that the two in black did not follow him out and his previous anxious emotions were suddenly much appeased.
It’s finally my turn to be promoted to B-level!
Such deep concealment, even Red Whale was fooled, conceited fools, they deserve it.
Dr. Jiang’s daughter is still alive!
The formula... it’s highly likely she inherited it, and then it was used on Tang Xiaowan.
The more Alston thought, the more excited he became, unconsciously touching his cheek; his dentures hid important secrets that could prove Tang Mei was actually Jiang Ruowan.
The eyes of the person in black darkened suddenly.
Suddenly, with a muted click, the cigarette pinched between Alston’s fingers dropped to the floor.
Five minutes later, inside a black sedan, Hua Lang removed his lifelike mask and black specialized gloves, revealing his true face.