The activities of the joint exhibition lasted until eleven o'clock, and when the two strange women pushed the car door, Lu Yiyi was still leaning on the back seat and a bunch of utensils huddled together, his eyes closed.

It's just that she didn't fall asleep, she was just too tired to open up.

Seeing Lu Yiyi, who was "asleep", the woman who spoke before got into the passenger seat, and said to another woman who was on the main frame: "Sister, she is asleep, do you want to wake her up?" ”

"Forget it, let's sleep for her, and when we get to the city, I'll tell you where she's going, I think it's quite pitiful."

"Well, but I see that the clothes she wears are so good, and I don't know which sister or wife at the exhibition is, how can she end up so embarrassed."

"Who knows the world of the rich?" The woman on the main frame lit a cigarette, this woman was a little older than the woman who had spoken to Lu Yiyi before, about thirty years old, she looked very mature, and if you looked closely, the faces of the two were somewhat similar, presumably sisters.

My sister's appearance is more beautiful than my sister's, and if she goes back ten years, she is also a very beautiful woman.

The sister sighed, blew out a smoke ring, and continued: "You see, when we came, there were police cars, it seems that someone deliberately murdered President Lu Anna, who hosted the exhibition this time, and was arrested by the police. ”

Lu Yiyi still didn't open her eyes, listening to the two sisters talking about her, and then she realized that this sister liked her when she was a fledgling four years ago, when she gathered a homeless relief movement in London, calling on the government to support homeless people in employment and reduce social unrest.

It was true that she was in high spirits at the time, but if she were to do it now, she might not have the courage to do it.

As the car went all the way down the road from the villa, the street lights on the road dazzled her eyes, making her even more reluctant to open them, and she sat in the back seat farther and farther away from the villa.

At the turn-in junction, an old business car and a fancy Bentley pass by.

A delicate side face was revealed in the dark window of the car, frowning, and Shinya returned.

He sat in the back seat and stared at the lights of the mountain villa that were getting closer and closer, but there was no brilliance in his dark eyes, and under the empty gaze was the green light on the top of the mountain that was getting fainter and fainter.

This time, she really didn't want him.