As soon as Jiang Weiwei left, tall beauties immediately gathered around Xiang Yutian.
Wu Nong spoke softly and smiled sweetly...
Man, your name is lower body animal.
Jiang Weiwei didn't look anymore. He walked alone among the crowd and watched them dance. The music at this moment was a waltz, and everyone danced gracefully.
She could guess that this was a dance party where gangsters gathered.
But it looks so formal and classy.
Suddenly, Jiang Weiwei smelled a faint herbal scent among the strong perfume...
Anseong?
Jiang Wei was surprised and smelled it vigorously. It smelled like herbs.
Is it really Ancheng, he actually got into this kind of underworld party? He is blind, isn't he afraid of something happening?
She looked around, but she couldn't see that familiar face.
Where did it go?
Where are people?
How could he wander around alone?
Jiang Weiwei walked through the crowd of people with fragrant clothes and temples, looking for that scent. The scent kept floating on the tip of her nose, vaguely, and she was so bumped by the waiter that she couldn't even care about the drink. She was looking for it anxiously...
…
There were many people in the church, so many that no one could see her.
Jiang Weiwei walked through the side door of the church looking for the faint smell of herbs and walked forward in the secluded corridor.
Open a door.
Jiang Weiwei checked each room, and some rooms revealed lively 18-ban scenes as soon as they were opened.
She was a little desperate.
Where did Anjo go?
Suddenly, a slightly heavier aroma of herbs came from behind.
Jiang Weiyi's heartbeat almost stopped and he turned around stiffly——
A tall and slender figure stood at the door behind her, standing upright. The silver vest and white shirt were particularly ironed to match his temperament.
Excessive irregular luster.
It is as gentle as jade and has a temperament like water.
There is always a kind of ascetic calmness in him that is as calm as water.
He stood there, his head slightly lowered and facing her direction, his glass-like eyes were so blank that they were unfocused, and his lips were lightly pink.
Although he couldn't see anything, he could easily capture her location.
"..."
Silent picture.
Many fragments flashed across Jiang Weiyi's eyes in an instant, and many questions were suppressed in his heart and he wanted to blurt them out.
She wanted to ask him why he betrayed her.
Why not tell her in advance that the task assigned to her is to be Xiang Yutian's bed/lover.
Does he know how humble and low-esteem she has been in making this plaything over the past six months or so...
"I know you can find me." An Cheng spoke first, smiled softly, like a spring breeze, "Come in."
"..."
Seeing his calm smile, Jiang Wei suppressed the words that reached his lips, blinked his sour eyes, raised his steps and walked in.
"boom."
An Cheng is a blind man. He slowly found the doorknob with one hand and closed the door.
He has a pair of beautiful hands, fair and slender, but some small scars ruin their beauty.
As the price of blindness, his hands will always bump into something.
Anjo is a proud man and would not use a guide stick unless absolutely necessary.
Jiang Weiwei walked to the window and watched him striding towards her. He didn't care about anything at all and couldn't help but say, "Don't move. There is a soft sofa in front of you."
Ancheng stood still and did not bump into him. A smile appeared on his lips, "Really? Are you finally willing to talk to me?"