Chapter 1645: The story of Mrs. Hai Wei in 1644

“Not at all,” Tan Rou said with her eyes open, telling a blatant lie. “He was just a passerby, an unlucky one who got shot by Gand with a needle. I happened to pass by and felt that Gand shouldn’t do that, so I kindly saved the passerby.”

Tan Rou didn’t believe Madame Hai Wei’s words, and naturally, Madame Hai Wei didn’t believe Tan Rou’s, but neither of them exposed the other.

Madame Hai Wei said very cooperatively, “Miss Rou really is a kind person.”

Tan Rou was really worried her next words would be “a kind person should stay and keep me company,” but fortunately, Madame Hai Wei didn’t say that.

“It’s very hot outside, Miss Rou, why don’t you come inside the house,” Madame Hai Wei said as she turned and headed into the house, not at all worried that Tan Rou would shoot her from behind.

Indeed, Tan Rou did want to shoot Madame Hai Wei from behind, but she hadn’t got what she came for yet, and the crazy lady couldn’t die yet.

After entering the door, Tan Rou saw those two creepy standing plaques again, but they had changed: Last time, the man wore black clothes, this time they were white, and the little girl’s clothes had also changed. It seemed that Madame Hai Wei had made quite a number of these plaques.

“Take a seat anywhere,” Madame Hai Wei said as she returned to the dining table. “My family and I are having lunch. If you’d like to eat, you can sit down and have some—my family won’t mind.”

“Heh,”Tan Rou sneered and complained in her own country’s language: “Even if they wanted to object, they couldn’t, because they are all dead.”

“Yes, they are all dead, so they can’t stop me,” Madame Hai Wei responded naturally, speaking to Tan Rou in Country C’s language.

Tan Rou was a bit surprised—wasn’t Country C’s language said to be very difficult to learn? How come everyone seems to speak it?

Madame Hai Wei said very calmly, “Don’t be tense; I specifically learned Country C’s language when I was in school, so it’s very normal for me to speak it.”

“Oh.” Tan Rou took a seat opposite Madame Hai Wei. “Madame Hai Wei, I don’t have time to sit down and watch you eat lunch. I came here today to get the antidote. State your terms, and as long as it’s within my power, I will agree.”

“Then you can listen to my story,” Madame Hai Wei said with a smile; “the story about me and my husband.”

Tan Rou really didn’t want to hear Madame Hai Wei’s story. Last time she wanted to tell her story, but Tan Rou was in a hurry to find Zhuang Liu and had no patience to listen to her.

So now, it seemed like she was specifically here to listen to the story.

“After I listen to the story, you’ll give me the antidote?” Tan Rou asked.

Madame Hai Wei nodded, “I will.”

Tan Rou touched the gun in her pocket and replied, “Fine, I’ll listen to your story.”

Madame Hai Wei began telling a very long story.

“At eighteen, I went abroad to study. On the day I enrolled, I met the man I would love the most in my life. His name was Ming, and he was from the same country as you,” Madame Hai Wei began. “He was a very excellent botanist. By the time I met him, he was already quite impressive.”

When Tan Rou heard the word “botanist,” she became cautious because Tuoray had also mentioned a foreign botanist to her, who, he said, had lived on this street in the past.

“Ming was a really nice person, very caring. I quickly fell in love with him,” Madame Hai Wei spoke with a face full of smiles.

“We were so happy back then, spending every day talking, looking at scenery, and then studying together in the library. He loved plants so much that whenever we had time, we’d go to botanical gardens around the country to see those rare and exotic plants. Some plants were poisonous, others were not.”

Hearing about “poison,” Tan Rou immediately became alert, “Which plants are poisonous?”

Madame Hai Wei glanced at her, “You don’t know which plants are poisonous?”

Tan Rou exclaimed in surprise: “The poison in Samiyi was concocted by you?”

“Yes,” Madame Hai Wei admitted directly, “Those poisonous plants all come from your country; some of them were brought over by Ming back in the day. He preferred researching these poisonous plants to others; poisonous plants are beautiful, just like people.”

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