The car stopped at the door of the banquet, and Lei Changhao was already waiting there for them.

"Why is it so late?" said Lei Changhao's face tightened, and his expression was solemn.

Zhou Ruiming got out of the car without saying a word and opened the rear door.

When Lei Changhao saw her, he showed a shocked face.

She stroked her rain-soaked hair with her hand and stepped out of the car. Her shoulders, exposed to the air, her calves, and her shoes were littered with signs of rain. The makeup on her face faded cleanly.

"Can anyone tell me, what's going on?" he was stunned, surprised, and shocked.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lei, I didn't do my duty!" Zhou Ruiming lowered his head and muttered.

At this time, a man in a suit and leather shoes came out of it and whispered a few words in Lei Changhao's ear.

"I know!" Lei Changhao frowned slightly and raised his hand. When he saw her appearance, his face became even more ugly, "Ruiming, ask the people in the hotel if there is a dressing room for Mrs. to go in and touch up her makeup." ”

She lifted her large, confused eyes and looked at him as if she were a stranger. My sister is not dead!" At the same time, another voice in my heart jumped out coldly.

Fifteen minutes later, her clothes were dry and the makeup on her face had been patched up. In the mirror, a fresh and refined woman appeared, but the woman's eyes were dim, the corners of her mouth were dry, and her cheeks were glowing with abnormal red.

Lei Changhao walked in from outside the door, and when he saw her stunned appearance, the muscles on his face beat involuntarily, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and rushed to her: "What the hell are you doing? I asked you to accompany me to the banquet, are you very dissatisfied? Deliberately make yourself look like this, deliberately make me ugly, right?"

There was a faint glimmer of tears in her eyes, and her bright eyes turned to him, and she whispered, "I saw my sister today!"

"What did you say?" a look of confusion crossed his face.

"I saw my sister on the road today. ”

He looked down at her, his black and white eyes staring at him silently.

"She wore a white dress, and her hair was black and shiny, and it was long, long...... She looked at me and seemed to have a lot to say to me......" Her voice burst out in pain.

"You've had enough! Your sister is dead, and her urn will be there in two days. Don't kid yourself anymore!" He grabbed her thin shoulders and shook them vigorously. Her crystal tears rolled down her eyes and dripped down his sleeves.

"She's alive, she's not dead, she's not dead!" she finally cried out. She did see her sister, whose bloodless lips were grinning at her slightly. She can't be mistaken.

"Okay, let's talk about it later!" he put his arms around her, and there was a hint of impatience evident in his tone. However, no matter how dissatisfied he was with her in his heart, he didn't want to attack on the spot here.

She stood up, unmoved.

"Mo Xin!"

Faintly, she seemed to be calling herself, and when she turned around, she saw Lei Changhao's slightly surprised face.

"Let's go. Lei Changhao pushed her, and his tone was slightly kind. Although he also felt that Guan Moxin looked a little strange today.

She passively followed Lei Changhao out of the dressing room and came to the scene of the banquet.

The scene was magnificently arranged, and she followed Lei Changhao's side, feeling a faint sense of unease in her heart. But for him, she had to cheer up and accompany him to socialize. The guests kept complimenting and complimenting them. However, her eyes were drawn to a white figure in the crowd.

"Sister!"

It was a flash of inspiration that flashed through her mind. She stared intently at the white figure, afraid that she would be mistaken, but it was true that this was indeed her sister.

Lei Changhao seemed to feel something and held her hand.

She blinked, only to realize that there was no sister among the female guests in white dresses in the crowd, and she must have thought too much.

Lei Changhao found out that she was depressed, and said insinuatingly: "What's wrong with you today? Are you deliberately angry with me?"

"But I did find my sister'......," she said pitifully, her eyes still wandering intently over the crowd.

"Don't talk to me about your sister again, okay?" he lowered his voice, still smiling on his face, "put away your crazy talk." ”

"I ......," she said, looking down at the upper of her gray suede shoes.

He turned his face and glanced sharply at her.

"I want to go to the bathroom. She bit her lower lip and whispered.

Lei Changhao closed his lips tightly.

"Mr. Ray!" a male guest walked over from the crowd and raised his glass to him. She took the opportunity to escape.

Walking down the carpeted corridor, she knocked her head with her handbag in frustration, what happened today? Is her sister really not dead? Is the person she saw on the road really her sister? And at the scene of this banquet? She put down her handbag and looked around, except for the occasional guest or waiter, there was no sign of her sister. She must be hallucinating, and with that thought, she hurried open the door to the bathroom on one side of the hallway.

Putting the handbag on the sink, unscrewing the faucet, the bubbling water gushed out, she stared at the water injection, propped her hands on the edge of the sink, slowly raised her head, the person in the camera had red cheeks and shining eyes, but looked very sad.

"Mo Xin!" she heard the sweet, rapid voice again.

"It's my sister!" she turned her head in confusion to look at the empty bathroom.

It must be a hallucination!" she snorted with a grim expression, flicking her hair and fixing her gaze on the vanity mirror in front of her. In addition to her, a face actually appeared in the mirror.

"Sister!" her heart pounded. She did spot another person in the mirror, but when she turned around, the person was gone.

"Sister, why is my sister here?" she shook her head, trying to get this unrealistic thought out of her mind, but as soon as she looked up, Guan Moxiang's face appeared in the mirror again.

She couldn't help but cover her mouth, and found that Guan Moxiang in the mirror was smiling coldly at herself, Guan Moxiang's lips were not bloody, and her eyes were dark, misty, and flashing with a strange light.

Her body stepped back until her back hit the hard wall.