Chapter 869 - Xiaohua (1/2)

“It’s real. I only told someone to place the set-up nicely. As long as the other party was not someone who wanted to see your body dead or alive and wanted to test your DNA even if your corpse was rotting, they won’t be able to tell anything. So you don’t have to worry. Now, you’re already dead.”

Suddenly, Lu Jinrong smiled, and the teeth exposed looked just like a vampire’s. Actually, Xia Ruoxin felt that he really should not smile. He was just like Chu Lui; once they smiled, someone was bound to be in trouble.

Now, she could not be in any more trouble.

She brought the newspapers to her face. It turned out that she looked just like that back then. It was pretty ugly and kind of weird. As for the current her, did she still look like a ghost?

However, to the outsiders, it was still the same. Should she not let anyone else see her face for the rest of her life?

Gently, she caressed her face, and even with the gauze, she could still feel that her face was uneven. Actually, even if he did not do any of this, no one could recognize who she was anymore.

Lu Jinrong threw the newspapers away and looked at her nonchalantly with his arms crossed.

Xia Ruoxin lifted her face and met with his eyes. They were clear and simple, and she could see the bottom in one look. Other than gratitude towards him, there were no calculations at all.

One could not deny that people like Lu Jinrong and Chu Lui had crawled out from the fox den and had seen too many complications and calculations so they preferred simpler things.

“What’s your name?” Lu Jinrong pulled a chair over and sat with his legs folded. Other than the stink of money all over the body of this type of man who rolled around in piles of money, there was also his self-sustained extravagance.

Xia Ruoxin pointed at her throat. Her throat had been burned so she could not talk.

“Ah…” She opened her mouth, and it was still hoarse. It was not too unpleasant, but when people heard it, they would be very uncomfortable.

“Don’t talk anymore.” Lu Jinrong extended his hand to caress her cut hair.

“Your face will get better, and so will your voice. Trust me, I’ll find the best doctor to heal you.”

“Thank you.” She mouthed.

“You’re welcome.” Lu Jinrong stood up. These few days, he had been interacting with her in that way so he kind of knew what she was saying.

“Rest well. We’ll be going overseas in a few days.”

Xia Ruoxin gently moved her lips and buried her face into the pillow. She could not say anything and did not want to. Not long later, Qin Xuejuan came over. She made another big pot of soup for Xia Ruoxin.

For this whole pot of soup—as long as Xia Ruoxin could drink a small bowl of it, it would not be a waste already. Up till now, her throat and her stomach still could not be too agitated; and she could not eat too much food.

Qin Xuejuan took a small bowl and scooped some soup for Xia Ruoxin, but she asked Lu Jinrong a question.

“Rong’er, what’s her name?” She could not continue going on without a name. A human should have a name—even if it was a nickname; at least they would know what type of person they were.