"Mr. Ji is of Chinese nationality." Korea frowned and spoke softly in reproach to her mother, who was losing composure before Ji Chicheng, "Mommy, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh." Rudy Finn nodded, her expression unreadable, neither seeming lost nor reminiscing.
Ji Chicheng didn't respond, gave a slight nod, then stepped forward, opened the driver's side door, and got into the car.
He started the car and drove off into the distance.
"Mommy, do you know Mr. Ji?"
The car had driven far away, almost out of sight, yet her mother's gaze remained fixed in that direction. Korea asked her impatiently, frowning.
Rudy Finn nodded, murmuring to herself, "He resembles someone from Mommy's past so much."
...
"I don't like that Korea."
The car had been driving for a while when Anning suddenly spoke up, catching even Ji Chicheng, who was usually very observant, by surprise with her abrupt voice.
He glanced at Anning through the rearview mirror.
