When she met up with Ling Yun the next day, Du Ruo was holding her son's hand, carrying a small backpack and holding a suitcase.
Ling Yun looked at Han Zhe in surprise for a long time, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Little handsome boy, what's your name?"
Han Zhe said: "My name is Han Zhe."
Ling Yun reached out and picked up the child, then smiled at Du Ruo and said, "Your son looks like me, as handsome as me. I like him."
Du Ruo twitched her lips. What does her biological son have to do with Ling Yun?
This time they were going to Nanshi, and the train went directly there. If they took a plane, they would have to go through some transportation, so the two of them had agreed in advance to go by train.
Ling Yun was followed by two bodyguards. The group quickly walked into the platform, ready to set off.
Before leaving, Du Ruo left 500,000 yuan in the construction company's account, 200,000 of which was prepared for Shang Yi, and he had already informed Chen Yuan about it.
Du Ruo estimated that he would be back in ten days or so. If there were any other situations, he would talk about it when he came back.
But now that she has her son with her, she can play outside for a few more days. She has nothing to worry about anyway.
Ling Yun himself is not a silent person. He plays very well with Xiaozhe. The two of them laugh and joke like an older child leading a younger one. Du Ruo doesn't have to worry about Han Zhe being bored along the way.
The Ling family started out with antiques. The first few generations of their family were tomb robbers. Later they made a fortune, but when the mainland was in turmoil, the Ling family moved to Hong Kong City.
Due to some other reasons, his family gradually switched to jewelry business in recent years. It is one of the three major jewelry companies in Hong Kong and is quite prestigious.
However, Du Ruo knew that the Ling family's most profitable business was the antique business, and his family was very familiar with this.
Seeing Du Ruo staring out the window in a daze, Ling Yun said casually, "Ruoruo, do you believe in fate between people? I've been having dreams lately. In my dreams, we've known each other for many years, and I still have many regrets. But dreams are just dreams, and Xiaozhe is the proof."
Du Ruo was surprised. What kind of dream? No Xiaozhe? Could it be a past life?
Du Ruo asked tentatively, "We're not going to meet again at the wool market, are we? Did you dream of yourself being a hero saving a beautiful woman?"
This was how the two met in their previous life. The situation in Myanmar was chaotic, and Du Ruo temporarily hired a few bodyguards. Unexpectedly, none of them were reliable. They ran away as soon as they encountered a melee. It was Ling Yun who saved her.
A gleam of light flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, and he said, "Ruoruo, are you dreaming too? Then you owe me a favor, because I saved your life."
Du Ruo was amused. She pretended to be surprised and said, "What a joke, Mr. Ling, are you dreaming about owing money? I dreamed that you owed me 10 billion. Do you want to pay me back?"
Ling Yun scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. He said, "Anyway, I remember that I saved your life."
Han Zhe looked around and said to his mother, "Do you owe Uncle Ling money? I'll help you pay it back when I grow up."
Ling Yun happily picked up Han Zhe and said, "You're so good. Godfather is waiting for you."
Du Ruo asked: "Who agreed to let you be my son's godfather?"
Ling Yun smiled and said, "I just asked this in my mind, and you didn't object, did you?"
Du Ruo...
Ling Yun asked Xiao Zhe: "Would you like to be my godson?"
Han Zhe glanced at his mother, nodded and said, "Okay."
Several people checked into the Nanshi Hotel, had dinner, and then went back to rest.
The next morning, Du Ruo first took her son for a walk, bought some food and toys, and asked one of Ling Yun's bodyguards to accompany her as she and Ling Yun went to the antique trading market.
Nanshi is the ancient capital of several dynasties. The origins of some of its antiques are somewhat shady and too dark, making it unsuitable for children.
Du Ruo bought a few antiques of average quality. Ling Yun said disdainfully, "Ruoruo, those are just ordinary stuff. Why did you buy them?"
Du Ruo smiled and said, "My antique jade city is already in preparation. I've already acquired the land and am going to start stockpiling goods."
Ling Yun blurted out: "You don't want to run a jade carving art studio anymore?"
Du Ruo looked at Ling Yun deeply, and after a while he said, "What's the point of repeating life? What do you think?"
Ling Yun lowered his eyes uncomfortably. He said softly, "What needs to be done must still be done."
Du Ruo remained silent, so she and Ling Yun could only be friends.
Ling Yun looked at Du Ruo eagerly, his eyes full of hope: "Ruoruo?"
Du Ruo shook her head gently, and the light in Ling Yun's eyes gradually dimmed.
The two walked forward in silence. Suddenly, Du Ruo took two quick steps and picked up an inconspicuous gold lock from a small stall. There was nothing special about the gold lock, but Du Ruo held it tightly in her hand.
She asked, "Boss, how much is this gold lock?"
The boss seemed to have not expected that she would like this gold lock. After all, this was an antique market, and the gold lock was obviously not very old, so no one was interested in it.
The boss said, "I'm selling this for an old lady next door. Her family was one of those relocated households. You know how hard it was for those relocated households in those days. Her husband and son both died of illness, and her daughter was also lost.
For so many years, she has been relying on the villagers to take care of her. Now that the old lady is sick, there are not many valuable things in the house except this gold lock. I see that you are not short of money, so if you like it, just give it to me and consider it a good deed.
Du Ruo gritted his teeth and asked, "Is the old lady's surname Bai?"
The stall owner was surprised and asked, "How did you know?"
Du Ruo said, "Take me to the Bai family and I'll give you a hundred dollars."
This is a good thing. It doesn’t cost any labor or materials, and you can get a hundred dollars for free.
The stall owner was very happy. He turned around and said to the person next to him, "Can you keep an eye on it for me? If I don't come back this afternoon, can you please take it away from me?"
The person next to him nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead."
Du Ruo asked in surprise: "Aren't you afraid of losing things?"
Ling Yun behind him said, "It's just a pile of junk, what's there to worry about?"
The stall owner smiled sheepishly and said, "The boss is right. There's nothing good on my stall. It's not worth much."
Du Ruo understood that this was a person who just wanted to eat and drink for free.
Ling Yun made a gesture and asked the bodyguard to drive the car over. The stall owner pointed to the road, and the group turned off the main road and headed towards the countryside.
The further Du Ruo walked, the more he frowned. This place was too remote. Not only was the road bumpy, but there was even a section where the mountain wall was very steep.
Du Ruo asked the stall owner, "Do you run back and forth like this every day? It must take a lot of effort to walk back and forth like this, right?"
The stall owner said, "My last name is Gao. I'm a few years older than you. You can just call me Lao Gao. How can I run around like this every day? I'm in Nanshi and I rent a house with someone. I only come back home every few days. That gold lock was given to me by Aunt Bai when I was back last time."
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