Chapter 43 The Fiery Long Dress

She seemed injured as well, one hand pressing a bleeding forehead with a handkerchief, the other closing the car door, raising her head to assess the situation.

Seeing that Ru Anzhi’s car had only been hit on the rear bumper, she let out a slight sigh of relief and stepped forward to tap on the car window, anxiously asking, “Hey! Is anyone awake? How is it inside?”

“Open the door quickly!”

Ruan Yaoyao’s pupils instantly dilated: 【Holy—whatever you say happens! The reborn girl really came?!】

Yu Xiangqiao, who had just calmed her daughter with a pacifier, was shocked: No way… Mom, don’t scare me!

Ru Anzhi: “……”

【Cold and stunning female assassin!】

【She kills without remorse, strikes mercilessly, and always wears red, because she believes red is the best color to hide blood.】

【Her favorite saying: death is not the end; I’m just sending them down early to meet their ancestors.】

Ruan Yaoyao couldn’t help but glance at Ru Anzhi. She wanted to know how he could have fallen in love with such a ruthless female assassin.

Ru Anzhi, on the other hand, wanted to know why his mother’s imagination was so rich.

Does he even know this person?

Her name was Song Na. Born into a wealthy family, she had minimal formal education and never even attended school. She was tutored at home, learning finance, investments, and more.

Because her father was always busy and her mother left when she was very young, she spent her childhood mostly with tutors and nannies—a lonely, isolated upbringing.

As a result, she developed a bit of a father fixation.

Ru Anzhi met her on a rainy day. Under the warm orange streetlights, she was crouched in a corner, crying heavily, drenched like a soaked chicken.

As a soldier, Ru Anzhi’s instincts told him to help the weak.

He approached and asked what had happened, whether she wanted him to call someone for her.

Up close, he realized she had drunk too much.

“Why are you only coming now?”

She lifted her head, eyes blurred with drunkenness, and threw herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

Then she questioned him, why he would treat her this way. She liked him so much and had followed him faithfully—why did he not want her?

Ah, heartbreak, he realized.

He tried to explain that she had mistaken him for someone else.

But she didn’t care. She just clung to him, saying she didn’t mind that he was married and had children, and that she wouldn’t interfere with his wife—she only hoped he could leave a small corner of his life for her.

At the time, Ru Anzhi nearly lost his mind: wait, you know you’ve been cheated on, and you’re still clinging to this scumbag?

If she were ugly and couldn’t find a boyfriend, fine—but by his straight-man standards, Song Na was not only attractive, she was tall, beautiful, a one-in-a-million beauty.

A woman like that—would she really be afraid of not finding a boyfriend? Ru Anzhi couldn’t understand.

But even if her worldview was skewed, he couldn’t just leave a drunk woman alone on the rainy street. She had nothing identifying her, not even a phone.

Ru Anzhi had no choice but to take her to a hotel.

When she woke up the next day, she immediately treated him as a villain—scratching, clawing, screaming—and it took some time for the situation to be explained.

Song Na blushed, unable to look him in the eye.

You see, a woman like this—could she really be an assassin?

Ru Anzhi accepted the gun and told Ruan Yaoyao and Yu Xiangqiao, “She’s my friend, Song Na. She’s an online shop model and doesn’t know my identity—she just thinks I’m an ordinary person. Don’t let it slip.”

“An online model drives a sports car?” Yu Xiangqiao squinted. That car cost over a million—can an ordinary person even afford it?

“…Her ex-boyfriend bought it for her.”

Yu Xiangqiao blinked. That ex-boyfriend is generous—she wanted one too.

【I thought he hadn’t met her yet… but he already had?!】

【Oh my god! No way, absolutely not…】

Sitting in the passenger seat, Ruan Yaoyao grabbed Ru Anzhi’s hand as he tried to open the car door, shaking her head violently: “No! You can’t open it now—it’s not safe.”

【If you open the door now, she’ll know we’re your family.】

【Then our whole family is done for!】

【Waa… I don’t want to become someone else’s target for revenge! A ghostly assassin is too scary!】

“Mom, what are you doing?” Ru Anzhi groaned. “I told you, I know her. She’s just a model who happens to be attractive. Don’t worry!”

“Just because you say she’s a model doesn’t mean she’s not tricking you.”

“Does my golden instinct work, or your eyes? Obviously my golden instinct works.”

“I’ve been watching her for so long; I haven’t made a mistake, right?”

“No door opening. Not even if I die.”

Compared to Ru Anzhi’s words, Yu Xiangqiao trusted her mother-in-law, Ruan Yaoyao, more. She whispered, “Maybe you should listen to Mom? There’s an old saying: don’t ignore the elders’ advice. They’ve experienced more than we have.”

“Right, look at your eldest sister-in-law—she’s far more sensible. How can you be so foolish?” Ruan Yaoyao scolded.

【Even strangers trust me, but my own flesh and blood doesn’t? No wonder—he wasn’t raised by me.】

【I can’t blindly trust family anymore!】

【To survive, even your own child isn’t always trustworthy.】

Outside, Song Na was visible, but couldn’t see inside the car. After tapping the window for a while with no response, she wondered—was the person really unconscious?

What should she do?

She planned to “take revenge” on Ru Anzhi, but he hadn’t fallen for her yet, she hadn’t tortured him yet—how could he be in danger? If anything, he should experience her wrath first.

“Hey! Anyone there?”

“Say something!”

“If you don’t talk, I’ll call the police!”

…

Ru Anzhi sighed, and worked out a plan with Ruan Yaoyao and Yu Xiangqiao: he would close the car door immediately after getting out, without exposing their presence. That would work, right?

Otherwise, such a huge car couldn’t just be ignored by the other party.

They couldn’t just stand there forever.

【True, she’s blocking the way—this car can’t leave!】

【Hope he keeps his word!】

Ruan Yaoyao nodded, eyes wary: “Fine. Give me the car keys, get out alone, and don’t mention me or your sister-in-law. If you dare, we’ll sever our mother-son relationship.”

“Right, and I’ll sever… the relationship between sister-in-law and little uncle,” Yu Xiangqiao added seriously.

She didn’t care about fairness—threats worked.

Ru Anzhi twitched at the two of them, mentally surrendering.

Indeed, they were not the same family—no wonder his elder brother could tolerate such a sister-in-law who liked to quarrel with Mom. Oh, his elder brother liked quarreling with Mom too.

Alright, that’s settled.

“Don’t worry, I won’t mention anything. You know my character, Mom, right?”

“The character of a thief?”

“Mom, just a reminder—your family didn’t lose anything last night.”

Ruan Yaoyao mumbled: “Who knows? Maybe we didn’t notice. Maybe they knew we saw it and put it back.”

Ru Anzhi stopped arguing, handed her the car keys, and got out of the car.

Ruan Yaoyao reacted quickly, moved to his seat, and locked the door from inside.