"Is it?" Shen Qingwan looked at him, as if to dig out the answer he wanted.
"Why not?" Miller Garcia looked up and said, "Did you hit a ghost?"
The words sound just fell, Shen Qingwan almost the whole person dazed in place.
Her expression gradually became livid. Maybe, what she saw just now was really not a person?
"Yes, I was wrong."
Seeing that Shen Qingwan's mind has gradually been biased by her, Miller Garcia said calmly: "Let's go, Zihua is still waiting for us."
Shen Qingwan was still absent, and when she returned to the waiting room, she was completely absent-minded.
She was out of shape today, so Beinean just asked Miller Garcia for a few handover documents and went back.
Back in the car, Shen Qingwan still didn't return to absolute being. She couldn't have misread the scene just now.
"Qing Wan, what do you see?"
Beinean's voice was modest, but it startled her.