Hearing Mother Liu say this, Zhou Qinya nodded in agreement, "Mother Liu, go check on him. Didn't you say he broke his leg? I saw him at the window earlier. I'm going to go rest in my room."
Only after Mother Liu had escorted Zhou Qinya to her room did she go downstairs to the man's room.
"Is your leg okay?"
The man painstakingly hobbled to the bed on his one good leg and laid down.
"And let me tell you, my mistress has been abroad since she was young and has never returned to China. She can't possibly be the 'Hanhan' you are talking about."
"She is Hanhan, she is Hanhan." The man insisted on this point.
Mother Liu cast the man a contemptuous look, "I don't care if you're faking your amnesia or not, there's no chance for you and our miss."
"She is Hanhan." For some reason, the man was adamant about this fact.
Mother Liu didn't yet understand why the man was so insistent that the young mistress was this 'Hanhan' he kept referring to.
"No, she's not."
"She is Hanhan."