After listening to Jenny's words, Owen's hand stuck on her neck has not yet been released, he was hesitating.
"I don't care what your purpose is, and I don't care if your husband is an ordinary person. Leave here immediately. I'll give you a week to move..."
Owen finally decided to let the woman go, but he didn't intend to let Monica take the risk. No matter whether what the woman said was true or not, whether they came here with a purpose or it was a coincidence, they had to move away.
Just then, a person suddenly walked out of the door, it was Fei Long.
As the host of the party, he always paid attention to the guests, especially the neighbors Irving and Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
When he came out at this time, he saw this scene that shocked him. There was still a party inside, but two people were actually on the grass outside...
Feilong looked at the scene in front of him. Owen and Mrs. Smith were lying on the grass in disheveled clothes. Owen was pressing on Mrs. Smith, as if he was doing something.
As for what he was doing, you could tell by looking at Mrs. Smith's skirt that had almost fallen to her thighs.
Feilong shook his head. This relationship is a bit messy. Didn't the Smith family just move here? Why did his wife get together with Irving? Moreover, these two people were too passionate. There was still a party inside, at least two people.
There are more than ten people, they are on the grass in front of the gate, are they not worried at all?
Fei Long was a little shaken. Is the relationship between men and women in the United States already open to this extent? I am also a native American, but I used to live in Houston. Is it possible that the atmosphere in Los Angeles is so much more open than that in Houston?
Feilong stared at the two of them, and the two of them were also looking at Feilong. Owen was glad that he didn't take action just now. If he really killed Jenny, there would be witnesses. It would be very troublesome later. Should he kill Feilong to silence him later?
Jenny felt the big hand on her neck loosen, and she knew that she had passed this level. Owen gave them a warning and asked them to leave, so they should not kill her for the time being.
She admitted that she had underestimated her opponent. She knew that Owen's marksmanship was very accurate and his fighting skills were not bad, but what she was best at was close-quarters dagger fighting, but she didn't expect that the opponent could easily defeat her in the field she was good at.
Owen let go, and Jenny immediately struggled to sit up, adjusting her clothes while looking at Fei Long. He knew what Fei Long was thinking, and hated the guy just now who was pressing on him like that.
Feilong looked at the two people on the grass with some embarrassment. He seemed to have disturbed their good things. Feilong showed an ugly smile and didn't know whether he should continue to stay here or turn around and leave immediately. At this moment, he saw Chao Zhao.
John came as he came.
What? Do you want it to be so dramatic? Los Angeles is really full of movie plots. Fat Dragon didn't want John to see the scene on the grass. He was afraid that John would kill Owen.
"John, long time no see. Oh no, I mean, how are you getting along with your new neighbors?"
Fei Long's voice was a little loud and his words were incoherent. John Smith came over suspiciously, asking what the hell he hadn't seen for a long time. He originally saw Fei Long here alone and wanted to express his gratitude.
"Oh, very good, everyone is very friendly, I like them very much, thank you for this party..."
"It's nothing..."
John Smith said politely, and then walked over. Fei Long gave John a warm hug. This was all he could do. He couldn't always allow John to come over, that would be too obvious.
Smith was a little confused about the situation, why did Feilong suddenly give him a hug, but he also cooperated and hugged her, and then he saw Jenny on the grass.
"Jenny, why are you here?"
John looked strangely at his wife standing alone in the shadow of the grass.
By this time, Owen had already run away. With the reminder from Fat Dragon, Owen immediately jumped over the bushes on the side and returned to the house through the back door. He didn't want to be mistaken by John for having something to do with his wife.
John looked at his wife, while Fei Long looked at Jenny with lingering fear. Jenny had already put on her skirt, and her clothes were decent. Looking around, there was no sign of Owen. It seemed that his hard work had not been in vain.
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"It's nothing, I feel a little stuffy inside, come here to get some fresh air..."
Jenny is sexy and cool, and has long lost the embarrassment she had when she was struggling on the grass just now. Feilong is secretly shocked, this woman is amazing, indeed the old saying is true, beautiful women can lie, and the more beautiful the better.
Lie.
"Let's go in, dear..."
John waved. He thought that Jenny couldn't blend in among those women. This was normal. Women always had more things to do than men and were not so easy to get along with.
Holding Jenny in his arms, John noticed a small tear in Jenny's skirt.
Noticing John's gaze, Jenny shrugged, "Maybe it was scratched when I fell down just now~"
John didn't pay attention. The two returned to the house and happened to see Owen coming back from the back door.
"Hey, Irving, where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere. One of my clients is willing to buy the basketball signed by Jordan for $10,000. I got this price after negotiating with him for a long time.
How about it……"
A neighbor who was a financial broker was waiting proudly for Irving's thanks. Unexpectedly, Irving said calmly: "Not for sale."
The neighbor's expression froze on his face, and he said in disbelief: "Ten thousand dollars, didn't you hear clearly..."
"I heard you clearly, if you don't sell it, I'm not short of money."
Irving refused again. If ten thousand dollars was indeed a lot in the past, it would have been considered a small fortune. But now Irving is a small fortune with millions of dollars. It is not worth giving up Jordan's signature basketball for a mere ten thousand dollars.
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Irving walked around the neighbor who still looked unbelieving, smiled at Mr. and Mrs. Smith opposite, then returned to the living room and continued to join the men's conversation.
Jenny smiled politely in return. There was no clue in her expression. She turned and walked into the side hall to help Rose. Only John's face showed a trace of doubt.
He originally had no idea about his wife being alone on the lawn, and he didn't think much about Owen coming back from the back door, but his professional habits made him notice something that even Owen didn't notice. There was a trace of lipstick on his collar.
The color matched exactly what Jenny said, and coupled with the rips in Jenny's skirt, an idea emerged from the bottom of John's heart. He didn't believe it, but all the details seemed to be explaining something to him.
Owen didn't know that the lipstick he accidentally rubbed on during the fight betrayed him. He just felt that John Smith always looked at him with a deep look. Of course he wouldn't believe everything Jenny said. He planned to find his friends in the police station to investigate tomorrow.
Find out the details of this John Smith.
Several people have their own thoughts, but there is no clue at all on their faces. Only Fei Long has the worst acting skills in the whole room. He tries not to be obvious, but his eyes seem to have their own thoughts and he can't help it.
Sweeping around among the three of them.
But the three of them were so natural, as if the scene on the grass just now was his hallucination. Could it be that this is Los Angeles, the home of Hollywood? Everyone is talented.