She was just wandering around nearby and wouldn’t go too far, so there was no need for a bodyguard to follow her.
However, after she left, Awei still had soone follow her secretly to ensure her safety.
The little alley was very quiet, full of exotic charm.
Jian Yufei sat down at an outdoor cafe and ordered a cup of coffee.
"Are you Chinese?" the lady owner of the cafe asked with a smile as she handed her the coffee, speaking in Chinese.
"Yes, you speak Chinese?" Jian Yufei was surprised.
"A little, a lot of Chinese live on this street, and they’re all very friendly."
Yes, when Chinese people go abroad, they’re very interested in many new things and very friendly.
Jian Yufei smiled, and just as she was about to ask if she knew Hua Zhongsheng, a middle-aged man in sunglasses, weary from travel, sat down at the table opposite her.
The lady owner imdiately went over to greet him.
The man across the way ordered the sa coffee as Jian Yufei.
Jian Yufei glanced up at him, and as the man was taking out his change, a coin suddenly rolled and stopped at Jian Yufei’s feet.
Jian Yufei picked up the coin and went over to hand it to him: "Here you go."
"Thank you." The man accepted the coin, flashing a smile that revealed a line of neat white teeth, "Are you Chinese?"
"Yes, are you?" For so reason, Jian Yufei found the man in front of her filled with a sense of familiarity.
She rarely chatted with strangers, yet she didn’t resist interacting with him at all.
The middle-aged man shook his head: "My ancestry is, but my nationality isn’t."
"Are you of Italian-Chinese descent?"
"I’m a French national," the middle-aged man said directly, "May I buy you a drink? It’s rare to et a kindred spirit from ho."
Jian Yufei did not refuse and casually sat down opposite him.
She could sense his friendliness and sincerity; his invitation to have a drink was just that—simple.
The man asked her to order coffee; Jian Yufei chose just juice this ti.
"Sorry, I can’t drink too much coffee," she smiled.
"You don’t look so well; you should go see a doctor," the man said.
Jian Yufei thought, how could he see her complexion so clearly with those sunglasses on? Quite the sharp eyes.
"Thank you for the reminder. Oh, by the way, my last na is Jian, Jian Yufei, what should I call you?"
"Everyone calls Ben; you can call Uncle Ben."
Jian Yufei couldn’t help but laugh: "Sounds like ’Dumb Uncle’."
"That na works too, just call Dumb Uncle." Ben said cheerfully.
Jian Yufei went along with it: "Dumb Uncle, what are you doing here? Traveling or working?"
"Traveling."
...
This was the first ti Jian Yufei had such a pleasant chat with a stranger abroad.
They didn’t discuss too many topics, mostly just talking about the local customs and culture.
But they only chatted for about half an hour before Jian Yufei received a phone call from Ruan Tianling, so she had to apologize and bid farewell to Dumb Uncle.
Back at the residence, Jian Yufei walked into the living room and saw Ruan Tianling descending the stairs.
He was only wearing a simple, silver-white shirt, buttoning it up as he ca down.
"Up so early? Why not sleep a little longer?" Jian Yufei smiled and asked as she approached.
Ruan Tianling ca over and took her hand: "If I sleep longer, my wife would have been whisked away by another man."
"What do you an?" Jian Yufei was puzzled.
"I heard you had quite the enjoyable chat with an older gentleman?" Ruan Tianling asked directly.
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