Li Weiwei remembered that when the two of them first came to her house, they were very polite, expressionless and underbeaten, this will, that Ah Wu is still expressionless, but this Ah Wei seems to have changed as a different person.

"Don't laugh." Li Weiwei said.

"The young master told us to smile at you, don't let us frighten you, and Mrs. Li don't embarrass us." Ah Wei said in a low voice with a difficult face.

"Mrs. Li, his surname is Li?" Li Weiwei asked tentatively.

Ah Wei shook his head, "We don't know what his surname is, isn't your surname Li?" ”

Li Weiwei's face sank, forget it, didn't they say that person was at home, she should ask him when she arrived.

Li Weiwei followed the two people into the car.

She felt that with her ability, she should be able to beat the two henchmen, and in the morning, she didn't run because she wanted to know what the man with the mask looked like, and then called the police, so she went, and now in the same way, she had a lot of things to ask the man, so she followed again.

Royal Dragon Bay is a lot high. The place where the godchildren live, therefore, the security of the entire Yulong Bay is very good, although I don't know who lives inside, but the grade of the security guard alone can be seen in the grade of this community.

If Li Weiwei is not mistaken, she remembers what the old man said that her husband is a soldier, so he can't get a divorce.

How did she get into such a big deal for no reason?

After the car arrived at the door of the villa, Li Weiwei saw a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman standing at the door, as if to greet her.

Li Weiwei looked at the middle-aged man.

The man with the mask in her memory should be thinner and taller than the middle-aged man, so it is not the middle-aged man in front of her.

"Ma'am." The middle-aged woman's respectful chin.

The middle-aged man also bowed his head and waved his hand at Ah Wei and Ah Wu.

Ah Wei and Ah Wu left with their heads bowed and went to the side of the villa.

"Madame, please come with me." Although the middle-aged woman's attitude is gentle, her expression is a little stiff, serious, and meticulous.

Li Weiwei followed the middle-aged woman into the villa.

The interior of the villa is mainly based on cyan, and there are murals carved on the facing wall, which is a very abstract painting, with gray, black, blood red, and white, vaguely as if a man is running, vaguely as if he has seen another killing, but after the killing, he can still see the stars and white dots, and it seems to be some kind of hint of hope.

After seeing this painting, Li Weiwei had a thought in her heart: the things that perverts really like are perverted enough.

"Do you like this painting?" A thickened voice rang out behind her.

Li Weiwei turned around and saw that he was still wearing a mask, standing in front of her, the corners of his mouth raised upward, and his eyes seemed to radiate a bright light.

"I don't like it." Li Weiwei directly refused.

Actually, she didn't like it or not, she thought the painting was very good, but the content to be expressed was too complex and not suitable for a single-celled animal like her.

She didn't like it, but she actually didn't like the owner of the painting, that is, the man in front of her.

"I painted this painting, I like it myself, if you don't like it, it doesn't matter, you paint a picture you like and hang it next to it." Lin Zimu said with a smile indifferently.