Under the blue sky and white sun, Leng Yiyao got into the car with a group of people dressed in black. Leng Chao frowned and looked at his father, only to see Leng Weiran's face was full of confusion, but he had no intention of having a deep conversation with him.
What happened when father went to pick up Leng Yiyao last night? Why is he obviously leaning towards her now? He even called his sister by her nickname just now.
Yaoyao….
He always felt that something was wrong. But at this moment, he just pursed his lips.
Leng Yiyao didn't know that she followed the group of people with "general knowledge", but the father behind her was suspicious and full of questions and had nowhere to vent, and her elder brother was also confused now.
The car drove very fast, and when we arrived at the mansion, it wasn't even nine in the morning. The style of the entire house is extremely luxurious. The red carpet is laid all the way from the door to the inside. Under the sun, it is dazzling red.
Even the decoration style of the house is so resplendent that I wish I could have all kinds of gold inlaid on the walls.
This aesthetic….
Leng Yiyao blinked and felt that she couldn't bear to look directly...
The attendants in uniforms lined up at the entrance. When they saw Leng Yiyao getting out of the car, they stared at her straightly.
"Search her!" The tower-like leader got out of the car behind her and summoned the maid to order.
It was inevitable that Lu Ming's death would be found to be related to her. As soon as she returned home last night, she hid the Sheshier scimitar and let the dark-skinned maid carefully search her body from top to bottom.
After making sure that she was "clean" and not carrying any other "tools", the leader took her into the hall.
If the decoration outside is described as magnificent, then the golden mountains and silver sea in front of you... It's not that shocking anymore. Leng Yiyao looked at Lu Chen, who was sitting in the main seat and looking at her with a cold expression, and slowly raised her lips.
"Your Highness, are you looking for me?"
In a word, he was calm, upright and calm. It didn't look like someone was pointing a gun at him, but he really looked like he was attending a feast dressed up and elegant.
Lu Chen's eyes sank instantly.
He just passed by her last night, so he didn't take a closer look. He just felt that there was something wrong with Hemer's taste. He was actually interested in this kind of film about a bitchy girl. His body wasn't even fully developed, and he didn't even have the ability to look at her before. Not to mention the convexity and convexity, what on earth is attracting attention
But now, looking at her calm eyes, I suddenly felt that it was a bit interesting...
He hooked his index finger and said frivolously, "Come here."
The group of men in black standing behind her spontaneously took a step back, but their hands were already on the handles of their guns. If Leng Yiyao made any rash move, they would immediately shoot her into a sieve.
Leng Yiyao casually lifted up the broken hair on her chest and walked up to Lu Chen with a casual expression.
The moment their eyes crossed, the banter in Lu Chen's eyes became more direct and unconcealed, almost as if it was piercing her skin and peeling off her robe...
She lowered her eyes, as if to avoid such an embarrassing look.
Without him, that look was too impolite and too weird.
However, as soon as his foot took a step back, before he could leave, he was directly stopped by a hand, and the next moment, he was directly pressed into his arms...
That arm, strong and domineering, pressed against her waist, giving her no chance to dodge.
Between breaths, when she looked up, she could see those bloodthirsty eyes showing an undisguised look of cruelty...