The moment they saw Song Jinqiao, everyone's eyes were focused on her.
It's not only because of Song Jinqiao's extraordinary temperament, but also because Benjie is next to her.
Song Jinqiao was wearing a mask and no one recognized her, but she was Benjie's female companion, and everyone was secretly guessing her identity.
Friend? Fiancée?
Or... a female pet?
The women present who all had other thoughts about Benjie preferred the last one.
This woman is wearing a mask and doesn't dare to show herself. Is it because she is not worthy of her status or something else...
Thinking of this, they looked at Song Jinqiao with contempt.
"You are trying to attract hatred." Benjie smiled bitterly and whispered to Song Jinqiao beside him.
Song Jinqiao held the wine glass with her slender white fingers and took a sip of wine. Her lips were as red as cherry blossoms and her eyelashes drooped. In the interplay of bright light and warmness, her eyes held a faint light. "You don't owe me this hatred."
If this was the only way to enter the place, why would they go through so much trouble and attract unnecessary attention?
When many people came forward to talk to him, Benjie was really having a headache. This kind of thing was usually done by his father and brother. He had been a playboy and was fine with it. Now asking him to deal with these things was simply forcing him to do something he was not prepared for.
Many people who came here secretly asked about Song Jinqiao's identity, but they were all fooled by Benjie.
After a while, Benji finally found the right time and found a reason to get away.
"This kind of place is troublesome. You can't just leave."
If they leave as soon as they enter, they will definitely be suspected.
After leaving the banquet hall and confirming that no one followed them, 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, not forgetting to close the door behind them.
It was a little dark inside, and the curtains were still drawn even in broad daylight. A woman was standing by the bed with her back to the door. When she heard the door open, she slowly turned around. It was a woman with obvious Western features.
"Hello, Ms. Song, Mr. 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 beautiful, with the standard face of an oriental beauty. She was sleeping with her eyes closed, and her cheeks were rarely flushed, like a pure white rose, or a beautiful flower reflected in the water.
The woman shook her head and said, "He woke up once, then started going crazy. I was just injected with a sedative, and now he's asleep."
Song Jinqiao frowned and asked nervously, "Can this condition be cured?"
The woman pondered for a moment and shook her head slightly. "It's difficult. She's been in this state for many years. It's ingrained in her bones."
Benjie was a little surprised and glanced at the woman on the bed.
He knew the matter was serious, but he hadn't expected it to be this serious. To put it bluntly, the woman's words were a direct euthanasia.
I just don't know what Joe's mood is.
Thinking of this, he looked at Song Jinqiao beside him worriedly.
*
On the way back, Benjie and Song Jinqiao were silent for a long time. The atmosphere in the car was extremely depressing. Finally, Benjie couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to ask, "What are you going to do next?"
Song Jinqiao leaned back in the seat, raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, his eyes blank.
Euthanasia...
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