Chapter 629 629. Song Jinqiao's Heart (16)

The moment they saw Song Jinqiao, everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Not only because of Song Jinqiao's extraordinary temperament, but also because of Benjie beside her.

Song Jinqiao wore a mask, and no one knew her, but she was Benjie's girlfriend, and everyone was secretly poking and guessing her identity.

friend?fiancée?

Or... female pet?
The women present who had other thoughts about Benjie were more inclined to the last one.

This woman didn't dare to show others with a mask on, whether she was unworthy or something...

Thinking of this, they all looked at Song Jinqiao with a kind of contempt.

"You're spreading hatred." Benjie smiled wryly, and whispered to Song Jinqiao beside him.

Pinching the wine glass with pale fingers, Song Jinqiao took a sip of the wine, her lips were like cherry red Ruo Danxia, ​​her light eyelashes drooped, the bright light and warmth reflected in her eyes, and her eyes were dim: "You don't owe this bit of hatred."

If it weren't for the fact that this place can only be entered in this way, why would they bother to attract unnecessary attention.

When many people came forward to talk to him, Benjie had a terrible headache. This kind of thing is usually done by his father and brother. It’s good that he has been a dandy. Now asking him to deal with these things is simply a rush .

Many people who came here secretly asked about Song Jinqiao's identity, but they were all fooled by Benjie.

After a while, Benjie finally found the right time and found some reason to get out.

"This kind of place is troublesome, and you can't leave it casually."

If they leave as soon as they enter, they will definitely be suspected.

After leaving the banquet hall, after confirming that no one was following, Song Jinqiao and Benjie hurried to Shen Wanru's room.

Taking out the prepared keys, the two of them opened the door and walked in, while not forgetting to close the door.

It was dark inside, and the curtains were still closed in broad daylight. A woman stood by the bed with her back to the door. When she heard the sound of the door, she turned around slowly. It was a woman with obvious western features.

"Hello, Miss Song, Mr. Austin (transliteration: Austin)."

Song Jinqiao nodded as a greeting to her, took off the mask, threw it on the sofa, and hurriedly looked at the woman lying on the bed.

"How is she?"

The woman was born beautiful, with a standard face of an oriental beauty, sleeping with her eyes closed, her cheeks were rarely bloody, like a pure white rose, like a beautiful flower shining in water.

The woman shook her head and said, "I woke up once, and then I started to go crazy. I have been injected with a tranquilizer just now, and now I have fallen asleep."

Song Jinqiao frowned, and asked nervously, "Can this look be cured?"

The woman pondered for a moment, then shook her head slightly: "It's difficult, she has maintained this situation for many years, and it can be said that it has penetrated into the bone marrow."

Benjie was a little startled, and quietly glanced at the woman on the bed.

He knew that the matter was serious, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. The woman's words, to put it bluntly, were euthanized directly.

I just don't know how Joe is feeling.

Thinking of this, he glanced worriedly at Song Jinqiao beside him.

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When returning, Benjie and Song Jinqiao were silent for a long time. The atmosphere in the car was extremely oppressive. In the end, Benjie couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Song Jinqiao leaned back on the seat, raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, her eyes lost in thought.

Euthanasia...

(End of this chapter)

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