Chapter 198: What Kind of Person is He (8)

The door to Ruan Zeyan’s ward was heavily guarded by top-notch bodyguards, even doctors and nurses that wanted to enter the room had to go through strict security checks.

Mandy sat on the bench in the corridor, watching the doors that were heavily guarded. Her heart fluttering was with thoughts.

Ruan Zeyan had always been ice-cold and quiet before her, a king that no one could ever touch. She thought that a man like Ruan Zeyan would never love any woman, and all women were merely tools to him. Even a woman like Guan Meiyi was just mediocre in Ruan Zeyan’s eyes.

She saw love in Ruan Zeyan’s eyes when he looked at Ling Tianya though.

Du Gang came over, sitting by Mandy’s side. After sparing her a look, he casually said, “Don’t have fantasies that you shouldn’t have. You will only be the one hurting in the end.”

Mandy jerked, she knew what Du Gang was referring to, and the panic was evident on her face. She insisted on being stubborn anyway. “Do you think that woman is fit to be with Mr. Ruan?”

Du Gang frowned. “Whether she’s fit or not is not to be determined by servants like us. Know and remember your place.”

Finishing, Du Gang no longer paid her any heed, heading to the door to the ward, guarding the door with a serious face.

Mandy’s face flushed, Du Gang had said she was a servant, and she should know her place. Mandy had never thought of herself as a servant as Du Gang had said. She was Wang Manpeng’s sister, her brother had grown up with Ruan Zeyan, and he had passed away in order to save Ruan Zeyan. She was Wang Manpeng’s only kin, so after Wang Manpeng had passed away, Ruan Zeyan shouldered the responsibility of taking care of her.

He had arranged for her to take care of the mansion on Huxin Island, letting her live a life with no worries.

She had always thought she was different in Ruan Zeyan’s eyes. In the end, all those differences had been swept away just by the word servant.

Mandy caressed her hand that had been scalded by the soup, it really hurt…

On the ward, Ruan Zeyan had just finished all of the porridge that Ling Tianya had cooked. When Ling Tianya was cleaning everything up, Du Gang knocked on the door and came in. He saw Ling Tianya that was packing up, and bit back the words that he was preparing to say.

“Just speak your mind.” Ruan Zeyan opened up calmly.

“Boss, the men refused to talk, and only kept begging for a quick death.” Du Gang talked as though that was nothing special. All of their methods to force words out of someone were used, and the men were clearly trained in that. They refused to spill a single word or name. To hold on and refuse to say a single word after so long meant they were either super loyal, or they had something precious to them held by the people employing them.

Ling Tianya didn’t have to guess to know that Du Gang was referring to the hitmen that assaulted Ruan Zeyan in A City.

“Then we’ll grant their wishes.” Ruan Zeyan’s voice was cold, devoid of any human emotions, as though what he was getting rid of weren’t human lives.

Ruan Zeyan’s words stilled Ling Tianya’s hands, the bowl in her hand knocking into the thermos, a dull thunk ringing out. Back when Ruan Zeyan had wanted to keep them alive, Ling Tianya knew what he was intending to do.

Ruan Zeyan’s dark eyes looked at Ling Tianya, his pale lips calling out to her, “Come here.” Ling Tianya put down the items in her hands to go closer, the man raised his hands to hold onto her arm, bringing her into his embrace, his words dragging and lilting. “Do you think I’m cruel?”

Ling Tianya looked at the Ruan Zeyan’s face, pale from the lack of blood. She then looked at Ruan Zeyan’s body, weak from the injury and the surgery, and she shook her head. “No.”

The man hugged her tightly to his side, his heartbeat clear to her ears.