Chapter Twenty-Three: Finding the Child
She still hasn't given him a reasonable explanation for what happened last night.
I'd like to take this opportunity to explain things to him properly, so as to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings.
She nodded without hesitation: "Thank you, Mr. Bo."
"Um."
The man glanced at her indifferently and strode towards the door.
Bo Jinyan didn't bring his driver back yesterday, so he has to drive to the company by himself today.
Sang Ruo reached for the back door of the car, and just as she opened it, a deep male voice came from the driver's side: "Sit in the front."
Sang Ruo paused for a moment as her palm rested on the car door handle.
She looked up in disbelief at the man's handsome profile.
Aside from indifference, there was no other expression on his face.
Sang Ruo finally closed the car door, got into the passenger seat, and sat down.
The car slowly drove down the winding mountain road.
Sang Ruo glanced at the scenery outside the window, and her hand, which was placed in front of her, suddenly clenched for a moment.
Then, she gritted her teeth and blurted out, "Mr. Bo, yesterday it was my rubber band that accidentally fell onto your balcony. I just climbed over to pick it up, but after I did, I didn't have the strength to climb back up."
Bo Jinyan's hand gripping the steering wheel suddenly tightened for a moment.
A cool, detached smile curved his lips: "So you slept in my room?"
“I didn’t know that was your room.” Sang Ruo immediately turned her head and waved her hand at him: “I thought it was just a guest room, because the row of rooms next to and behind you are all guest rooms, so I slept there.”
The man glanced at her, his tone nonchalant: "You've got some nerve."
When their eyes met, she saw a half-smile in the man's eyes.
"If I had known it was Mr. Bo's room, I certainly wouldn't have..."
Before she could finish speaking, Bo Jinyan interrupted her, saying, "If you can't hold your liquor, don't drink. You should be glad that I was the one you shared a room with yesterday."
The implication is that if it were another man, she might not have been so lucky.
Whether it's Bo Jinzhou or anyone else.
Sang Ruo's lips curled up slightly, but her smile was tinged with bitterness: "Bo Jinzhou and I have long been in name only. Even if we were to be in the same room, he wouldn't do anything to me."
"The reason you think that way is because you don't understand men enough."
Sang Ruo paused involuntarily after hearing his words.
When she turned her head and met his gloomy gaze, a chill ran through her.
She didn't say anything more, just smiled and then lowered her head.
Although she didn't understand men, she understood Bo Jinzhou well enough.
His heart only had his white moonlight, and he couldn't tolerate even a little bit of her. Otherwise, they wouldn't have ended up like this today.
Sang Ruo did not let Bo Jinyan drive the car to the entrance of Youfeng Tower, but got out of the car nearby.
Because she had just been released from prison, and after what happened at the orphanage, she guessed that Bo Jinzhou must have sent someone to follow her, so she suspected that there were Bo Jinzhou's spies around Fenglou.
Perhaps because of his time in prison, he became more cautious in his actions after his release.
She will no longer be easily caught doing anything wrong.
When Sang Ruo got home, she received a call from Chen Anni.
She had just put the phone to her ear when Chen Anni's anxious voice came through the line: "Xiao Ruo, we've found out where that child is."
Sang Ruo's hand holding the water glass trembled for a moment.
She asked incredulously, "Where is the child?"
"It's in a very remote orphanage, located near the suburbs, about 30 kilometers away from here. I'll send you the address right away. You'd better bring all the documents with you. If possible, take the child away today."
"good."
After Sang Ruo hung up the phone, a location popped up on WeChat.
The dean's phone number was also on it.
Before going to the orphanage, Sang Ruo called the director to inquire about the children's basic situation.
After confirming that the child was indeed there, she immediately packed up her documents, hurried downstairs, and took a taxi to the orphanage.
It was almost eleven o'clock when we arrived at the orphanage.
The security guard, seeing that she was a stranger, immediately stopped her: "Miss, what brings you here? Do you have an appointment?"
This orphanage was much more strictly managed than the ones she had visited before.
Sang Ruo showed the dean the phone call she had just had and accurately stated the child's name.
The gatekeeper only let her in after consulting with the dean.
Sang Ruo originally thought that if the orphanage was managed so strictly, then the education provided to the children must also be excellent.
But as soon as she stepped inside, she saw some children bullying Song Linlin.
As Sang Ruo stepped onto the stairs, she heard a child crying from above: "Stop hitting me! If you hit me again, I'm going to tell the headmaster..."
"I told you to tell the dean! I told you to tell the dean!"
"Ouch! That hurts..."
Sang Ruo rushed over and saw several older girls bullying a younger girl.
There were no adults nearby, so they became even more brazen, continuing to punch and kick the little girl.
The little girl was wearing a pink dress and had two braids, but her dress and body were covered in dirty mud.
She kept her face tightly covered with her hands, burying it in her knees.
So at first, Sang Ruo didn't see the child's face clearly.
"Stop right now! What are you doing?"
Sang Ruo rushed forward quickly and pushed the older children away.
Upon seeing the adults approaching, the children dared not cause any trouble and quickly left.
The little girl must have heard her voice, because she looked up.
She froze when she saw the child's face.
Isn't this Song Linlin?
While she was in prison, Song Yuanshan showed her a picture of Song Linlin. The child was very beautiful, so she was deeply impressed by her.
Seeing that she and Fan Yuanshan had almost identical faces, Sang Ruo recognized her instantly.
"Linlin? You're Song Linlin, right?"
Upon seeing Sang Ruo's gentle expression, the tension and worry in the little girl's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of doubt.
In her childish voice, she asked Sang Ruo, "Auntie, who are you? How do you know me?"
"Auntie is your mother's friend. Auntie is here today to take you away from here. Would you like to come with Auntie?"
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