Late at night, when Bishura got up to get some water for him, he happened to see that Quincy was drinking alone in the back garden. He turned his head to look at Anna, who was sleeping soundly, so he quietly walked out.
Hearing the footsteps, Quincy turned his head and saw Bishura walking towards him. He quickly stood up. Bishura looked at him and said in a low voice, "Sit." He walked over and sat next to Quincy. "Did you design everything of the villa?"
Quincy nodded and looked around. "Yes, maybe I don't have any talent in design, but it can make me feel home."
"In fact, if I could have known you earlier, I might have made you one of our designers. You are a very talented designer."
Quincy smiled.
"It's so late. What are you thinking about here?"
Quincy pursed his lips. "Ron sent someone to bring me some coffee today. I just want to have a try since I'm free now."
"My child, don't hold it in your heart alone in the face of such a big trouble," said Bishura in a low voice
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e moment he turned around.
After Quincy left, Wanda asked the servant to send her to the studio. Looking at the blank paper in front of her, she sighed slightly and looked out of the window. It was sunny and windless outside, and the leaves was in static. It seemed that it was a painting, motionless. She was also upset by the dry and hot weather.
Today, Quincy had a lot of things on its mind. But he didn't show it in front of her at all. Did he think that he could deceive her in this way? She was not a fool. Quincy did not tell her the ending of the driver who hit her, or did he tell him why he wanted to kill her. He didn't tell her that Dylan once went to C City alone and blew up the Mo Group.
There were too many things she didn't know. In the past few days, his subordinates often talked about something in whispers, but they all pretended to be fine in front of her.
There were more than two times more guards in their home than before.
Quincy had never been so nervous before!