Wind Direction
Qiao's villa area, near the entrance.
At least three hundred people gathered here.
Everyone, in this city, had a certain identity. Although they had been discussing separately before, the voice was very small, and it sounded just buzzing.
When the woman's voice rang, the scene suddenly became silent.
Immediately after that, countless eyes looked in the direction of the sound source.
"Sure enough, I meet her again, destiny things are really mysterious!"
After Ye Bei got out of the car, he swept his eyes over and saw the black dress woman.
After Han Zhi and Qiao Guyun got out of the car, they kept looking around for a chance to get into the crowd and escape.
And that woman, after seeing countless eyes converging on her body, her complexion became hot, but soon she one hand on her hips, the other pointed Ye Bei, and said in a deep voice to the three women next to her, "The man in the alley I just mentioned is him..."