Ruan Qing suddenly burst out laughing, like a spring blossom, full of charm.

"You're talking about her?" Ruan Qing pulled out the photo of the curly-haired goddess in her wallet.

"yes, what's wrong?" Liu Jianming was puzzled, and didn't understand why Ruan Qing suddenly laughed, could it really be because of the excessive grief of Mr. Zhou Hongfa's death, which stimulated his nerves.

Ruan Qing smiled: "This is not me, this is my sister Ruan Wen."

I saw that there was no background to the photo, it was a famous Canadian university of fine arts, where my sister was studying.

Last time, she wrote to me that a wealthy Chinese businessman, Luo An, had taken a fancy to her paintings and wanted to hold a personal exhibition for her, and she was very happy, and the photos were sent with the letter. ”

"I see, that's ......" Liu Jianming suddenly realized, and couldn't help but say again: "Ruan Qing, your sister looks really like you, you two won't be twin sisters, right?"

Also, you two are so similar, if someone marries one of you one day, how can you tell the difference? Liu Jianming made a joke.

"Of course, it's not easy to distinguish from the outside, but in addition to judging from the personality, my sister has a small birthmark on the back of her right ear, and when you see it, you will naturally know that she is Ruan Wen." Nguyen Thanh Dao.

"My parents died when I was very young, and I grew up with my sister, and when I grew up, she chose painting, I chose archaeology, and we didn't see each other for more than ten years......," adds Nguyen Ching.

Liu Jianming nodded silently.

Seeing Ruan Qing and Liu Jianming chatting and laughing, at this time, a very discordant voice suddenly interjected:

"Qing, who is this guy?"

Liu Jianming turned his head and looked, and the person who interjected turned out to be a successful man wearing a high-end white suit.

"Han Zi, please call me by my full name. I don't know you that well. Also, Mr. Liu is a police officer......" Ruan Qing said with a cold face.

"Oh...... It turned out to be a bad guy, hehe...... Ruan Qing, what do you have to talk about with a bad guy, Mr. Zhou's memorial service has come to an end, after it is over, why don't you go to dinner together? A new top-level French restaurant has opened in Tsim Sha Tsui East...... "Korean investors pretended to be gentlemen to invite Ruan Qing, and intentionally or unintentionally showed Liu Jianming a Rolex worth tens of thousands of yuan on his wrist.

Liu Jianming smiled, "Then I won't bother the two of you, let's go first." ”

Liu Jianming and Ruan Qing just met in Pingshui, and they didn't have any friendship, but it was okay to chat together, and there was no need to go deeper.

"Hey, Liu Jianming, Liu Jianming!" After calling twice and getting no response, Ruan Qing stomped his feet and had no choice but to give up.

"Ruan Qing, you are a national treasure-level scholar, an existence that can only be looked up to, that guy is just a bad guy, a uniformed one, and his identity is 108,000 miles different from you...... We are all upper-class people, not that these people can afford to climb high......" Han Zi said as he gently dusted off the non-existent dust on the high-end white suit with the back of his hand.

"I'm sorry, I still have something to do." Ruan Qing shook his hair, and he didn't bother to say a word to this annoying guy.

Han Zi: "Hey, hey, don't go!" But Ruan Qing still left without looking back.

Han Zi smiled slightly, and said to himself: "I still don't believe that there will be a woman in the world who can't be soaked by my Han Zi, 10,000 yuan can't bubble you, I will give 1 million ......"

But he didn't want the conversation between Han Zi and Ruan Qing to be listened to by Lin Jiadong, who was left behind.

"Bastard, dare to look down on our errand ......"

Lin Jiadong immediately found Jing Xiangyang and said, "Brother Xiangyang, do you want to help your son-in-law export his evil anger?" ”

Jing Xiangyang was eating a hot dog with his mouth wide open, and after hearing Lin Jiadong say this, he immediately swallowed the hot dog in two bites, opened his mouth full of butter, and shouted, "Who provoked my son-in-law?!" Lao Tzu abolished him! ”

Lin Jiadong looked at the Han Zi who was pretending to be forced in the distance, and said to Jing Xiangyang: "Ah, it's that Kaizi, he actually said that your son-in-law is ......"

Lin Jiadong added fuel and vinegar to narrate what happened.

Jing Xiangyang suddenly became angry, wiped a handful of labor reforms, and shouted: "What a, Lao Tzu will go and skin him alive now!" After speaking, he stared at a pair of bull's eyes, and really strode towards Han Zi.

Lin Jiadong hurriedly hugged him from behind, this guy's destructive power is obvious to all, the courage to use the word "lawless" is no longer indescribable, and the person who can attack the commissioner at the police station is no longer a person at all.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Brother Xiangyang, listen to me first, we have to have a plan, and we have to give your son-in-law a big gift...... " Lin Jiadong said with a wicked smile.

……

At night.

Ruan Qing walked on the side of the street, and was annoyed by Han Zi during the day, and he didn't even eat lunch, and he was very unhappy.

At this time, a white open-top Porsche, clinging to the side of the street, drove slowly, and gradually caught up with Ruan Qing's footsteps from behind.

"Ruan Qing, where are you going, I'll give you a ride?" Han Zi asked with a smile while driving.

Ruan Qing saw that it was the Han Zi guy again, and suddenly collapsed, and shouted: "Han Zi, are you finished?" ”

"Hey, Ruan Qing, don't go, I'm just making you hate like that? You'll give me at least one chance, right? Han Zi stepped lightly, and the Porsche under the seat easily caught up with Ruan Qing's footsteps again.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance now, and the chance is that you will disappear from my eyes immediately!" Ruan Qing shouted, angry, since he had a relationship with this guy at a banquet, this bastard has been entangled, like a leper dog, he can't get rid of it.

Ruan Qing is in her thirties, she is still unmarried, and she has not even been in love once, it is not that she pretends to be high, but that Han Zi is not her dish at all, and this kind of so-called rich and handsome who thinks she is superior has always been the object of her disgust.

Ruan Qing...... You don't really have any illusions about the dead guy you talked to this morning, do you? You don't have to be naïve, he is not worthy of you at all, it is completely impossible, only a high-end elite like me is your true belonging! Han Zi said triumphantly, not thinking that this was a kind of pretense, and stating the facts was not pretending.

Ruan Qing was so angry that he didn't bother to reason with this narcissistic bastard, so he happened to pass by an alley and walked in.

Now the Korean capital is in a hurry, and Porsche can't drive into such a narrow alley.

"Ruan Qing, wait, wait for me!" This guy simply parked the open-top Porsche on the side of the road, pulled out the key, jumped out of the car and chased Ruan Thanh on foot.

"Cousin, that's the bastard!"

Han Zi had just caught up with Ruan Qing, and at the end of the alley, a women's clothing boss with heavy makeup suddenly appeared, blocking the way, pinching his throat, pointing at Han Zi and scolding.