She obviously didn't understand what kind of banquet Kurosawa was talking about, but when she saw him driving the car intently, she stopped trying to ask.
Ozawa gradually fell asleep in Mingyue's arms. It was already late, and the number of people and vehicles on the street was obviously much smaller than before.
Mingyue looks at those beautiful lights, and there is always an indescribable feeling of loss in her heart.
Thinking back to when Nick was measuring himself just now, he had a strange feeling that suddenly appeared in his heart, as if there was something clearly in front of him but he couldn't grasp it.
What was her past like?
Yehen held a glass of red wine in his hand and looked at the darkening sky in the distance through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. There was only one last bright blue left on the horizon, gradually connecting to the deep blue of the sky above.
The setting sun sinks below the horizon with a golden edge
Behind him is the office of Shura Hall headquarters
The auction, which has attracted top figures from all over the world and even business leaders, will be held tomorrow at a secret location in Germany.
Zhong Muyan walked into Yehen's office, followed by Ted who was wearing camouflage clothes.
"Hen, everything has been arranged. We will monitor everyone's entry and exit tomorrow."
Yehen slowly turned around and looked at the two people who came in, his dark eyes filled with coldness.
"Watch out for that Japanese guy"
Hearing this sentence, Zhong Muyan was about to ask who the Japanese was, but he instantly understood what Ye Hen said.
He nodded, which was a tacit understanding
It seems that Hen still hasn’t given up, and neither has he.
But will the Japanese have anything to do with Mingyue's disappearance?
Thinking of this, Zhong Muyan remembered that he had forgotten to secretly investigate the origin of the Japanese buyer.
During this period, in order to be busy with the auction, he spent almost every day in the office and the auction venue at a secret location.
It suddenly occurred to me that Joyce should have information about those buyers. Now I might find something if I check it out.
Thinking of this, Zhong Muyan turned away
Just as Ted was about to follow him away, Ye Hen called him from behind.
"Where is she?"
Ye Hen put down his wine glass and looked directly at the red wine inside. His low voice sounded like he was extremely unwilling to ask this question.
Ted was not as straightforward as before this time. He took one look at Ye Hen's expression and immediately understood what he meant. A trace of sympathy and regret appeared on his face.
"Follow me"
He said something to Ye Hen, turned around and walked out of the office.
Ted took Yehen out of the headquarters through the secret passage and came to a beach by the sea.
Not far away is a hillside covered with green vegetation. The scenery above is pleasant and beautiful.
Yehen looked at the small oasis covered with trees, paused for a moment, and a flash of painful surprise flashed in his eyes.
After a while, I continued to move forward to catch up with Ted.
"I buried her here"
Ted came to a coconut tree. The ground was covered with soft grass and there were many dots of wind-red flowers.
He pointed to an open space in the middle of the grass. There were obviously traces of soil plowing over it. It seemed that the sand had not been completely flattened.
Ted was a rough man. He didn't see the coldness that flashed across Yehen's face when he heard what he said.
He just disposed of the skeleton the same way he treated his dead comrades in the special forces.
And I thought I had found a good place with beautiful scenery