Although Mr. Chen had been of great help in the past, and to some extent could be considered a benefactor,
they had only contacted each other by phone twice before, and today was their first meeting.
Lu Sheng did not know the man in front of her.
Even if they could be considered friends, Lu Sheng still remained vigilant and did not plan to reveal too much personal information.
"Not about pursuit or luck, just fate," Lu Sheng responded briefly, then asked, "So, is Mr. Chen visiting China for traveling, or is there something else?"
"If it’s for travel, I think I can help, like arranging a travel and gourmet guide for you. If you need, I can also take a few days off to be your guide."
"Miss Lu Sheng is really considerate."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen smiled slightly and said, "However, I am not here in Jiang City for tourism. But although it’s for another matter, I indeed need Miss Lu Sheng’s help for it."
"Eh?" Lu Sheng looked up upon hearing this.
Mr. Chen came to Jiang City for another matter, and it involved her help?
Lu Sheng couldn’t guess what it was for the moment.
The next second, the man across suddenly took out a photo from his jacket pocket, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards her.
"Miss Lu Sheng, take a look at this."
Lu Sheng picked up the photo subconsciously, but upon clearly seeing the image, she was somewhat astonished.
It was a photo from Shengjing High School Festival.
At that time, she was standing next to the dessert house counter, but obviously, she wasn’t the focal point of Mr. Chen’s attention. His focus seemed to be on the girl in the background captured only from the side of her face.
As smart as Lu Sheng, seeing the photo and combining it with what Mr. Chen just said, and thinking of the man’s resemblance to Juanjuan, she almost immediately figured it out.
Lu Sheng looked up slightly stunned, "You are Juanjuan’s..."
"Juanjuan?" Mr. Chen’s eyes shifted slightly as well, saying, "So the sister named Juanjuan that Miss Lu Sheng mentioned over the phone two months ago is Christine."
Lu Sheng took a deep breath: "...Christine?"
Seeing Lu Sheng’s serious demeanor, Mr. Chen pointed to the girl in the photo, whose side face, though only partially visible, was still as pretty as a doll.
"Christine is my biological sister, the girl in this photo, who should also be the Juanjuan Miss Lu Sheng mentioned."
"I came to Jiang City because I saw this photo a few days ago and found out that Christine is actually in Jiang City, China and with you, Miss Lu Sheng."
"I really want to know how Christine met you, Miss Lu Sheng, and what the current situation is."
During this time, although Lu Sheng has been staying at home, she has been keeping an eye out for information that might relate to Juanjuan’s family.
Unknowingly, Juanjuan has already been staying in her apartment for nearly three months.
During this period, Juanjuan had not recovered her memory, and Lu Sheng also hadn’t seen any missing person notices from her family.
Nevertheless, Juanjuan gradually adapted to life in Jiang City, and two months ago even took the initiative to say that she wanted to find a job at a dessert shop.
Lu Sheng treated Juanjuan as a sister, previously giving her a bank card with several hundred thousand on it, telling her to use it whenever needed without feeling embarrassed.
However, Juanjuan still felt embarrassed and suggested working to earn some money herself. Last month, with her first salary, Juanjuan spent a large part of it buying gifts for Lu Sheng.
Hearing Mr. Chen ask about how Juanjuan came to Jiang City and how they met,
Lu Sheng recalled the scenes from three months ago, taking a deep breath.
"...I met Juanjuan at a hideout where a human trafficker was imprisoning kidnapped girls."
When she said this, Lu Sheng saw the man across, who always wore a light smile, suddenly have his expression stiffen, raising his head in disbelief: "...What did you say?"
Lu Sheng said: "Three months ago, my friends and I found out a man was a human trafficker leader and we caught him."
"Later from what he told us, we found out where he was keeping those girls who had been kidnapped or forcibly taken."
"That was in a basement, and when we got there, there were a total of seven or eight girls, and Juanjuan was one of them."
"Fortunately, when we found Juanjuan, she was just frightened and hadn’t been harmed or violated."
Hearing that Juanjuan wasn’t injured or violated, Mr. Chen’s furrowed brows slightly relaxed as if he breathed a sigh of relief: "Then after that..."
"Although Juanjuan wasn’t harmed by the human trafficker, she said she got into a car accident and hit her head before being kidnapped by the trafficker, and that caused her amnesia."
"We considered reporting to the police to help her find her family. But for some reason, when Juanjuan heard about going home, she became very emotional, seemingly very afraid of someone or something at home."
"We were worried at the time that there might be domestic violence or assault in Juanjuan’s home that made her subconsciously fearful."
"So, I took her to my apartment, and she has been living there peacefully for the past few months without her memory returning."
At this point, Lu Sheng suddenly looked at Mr. Chen.
"Speaking of which... if Mr. Chen you are Juanjuan’s real brother, then it means that Juanjuan was also in Suli before."
"You should know why she feels scared of going home, and how she ended up from Suli to Jiang City, right?"
The girl spoke calmly, but her eyes clearly carried some scrutiny.
As if initially treating him purely as a grateful friend, now she seemed somewhat wary.
Upon hearing that Juanjuan got amnesia from an accident and hasn’t recovered her memory yet, Mr. Chen’s eyes shifted almost imperceptibly while maintaining a calm facade.
"...I do not know how Christine came to Jiang City, but I know why she is frightened of going home," Mr. Chen paused for a moment, calmly spoke.
But his next words completely stunned Lu Sheng.
"My father, the only First-class Duke among the nobles of Suli."
"My mother is Chinese, she was beautiful, but she had a mental illness."
"One rainy night over three months ago, my mother had an episode and stabbed my father to death, witnessed by Christine. In a panic to escape, Christine accidentally made a noise."
"My mother rushed over trying to kill her, and when Christine was being choked by her, she instinctively struggled and slit my mother’s throat with a dagger."
"The next day, what I saw were just the corpses of my father and mother lying in a pool of blood. My sister Christine had already disappeared."