The girl's reaction intensified the terrible feeling in her heart.
Song Ling's gaze fell coldly on the thin figure. The figure opposite was wearing a loose pink casual dress that almost covered her entire body.
The girl seemed afraid of being recognized.
She was wearing a mask and a hat, with only her eyes exposed.
She huddled in the corner, trembling with fear, keeping her head down and not daring to raise her eyes.
Song Ling spoke coldly, his voice echoing in the parking lot for a long time, "Who are you?"
The figure still didn't speak, but his body seemed to be shaking even more violently.
The bodyguard looked at Song Ling helplessly, "Mr. Song, we asked her many times, but she didn't say anything. Repeat from beginning to end, I want to see you."
Song Ling's brows furrowed even tighter, and his eyes grew darker, enough to scare anyone.
Seeing the girl's weak appearance, Liu Zhiyuan didn't dare to say a word.
She genuinely believed the girl was mentally ill.
She asked tentatively,
"Hello, who are you? Why are you following me? Do we know each other?"
The girl in the corner still didn't speak, but just trembled and hung her head even lower.
Liu Zhiyuan approached tentatively, but her little hand was held by Song Ling.
He looked at the girl warily and signaled Liu Zhiyuan not to get too close.
Moreover, when the girl saw Liu Zhiyuan approaching, she subconsciously took a step back, as if she was even more nervous.
Liu Zhiyuan was even more confused, and tried to make her voice gentle.
"Hello, have we met before? Is there anything I can help you with?"
Song Ling was obviously impatient, this place was very cold.
He glanced at Liu Zhiyuan, who was usually afraid of the cold, and asked coldly again, "Who are you?"
The girl still didn't speak.
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