In a moment of desperation, Ruan Peifan held Duoduo with one arm and pulled off Zhong Ling's sunglasses and mask with the other.
Zhong Ling did not resist; she let him do it. Even after removing all the coverings, she turned to Ruan Peifan and smiled sweetly, "Long time no see, Ruan Peifan."
"Zhong Ling?" Ruan Peifan frowned tightly. He really hadn't expected it to be her. Previously, Jia Xuan had mentioned to him that Zhong Ling's family had gone bankrupt and that she hadn't gone to college but had trained at the Special Guard Company to become a special-grade bodyguard. He had only listened casually and hadn't paid much attention, as he couldn't imagine what enmity could exist between him and Zhong Ling.
"Zhong Ling, why are you here?"
Zhong Ling let out a cold laugh tinged with bitterness, "Not bad, I'm not too disappointed. You still recognize me, or rather, you still remember me. I thought you would have long forgotten that there was ever a Zhong Ling."
