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As Abby sat in the car, she couldn't stop feeling irritated. She was thinking about what she should say when she saw that person.

She was a good driver, driving almost all the way, because all her thoughts were on things and driving, so she didn't realize she was being watched.

Xu Zenan looked at the direction the Abbey drove off in, and the doubt in his heart deepened. This was the outskirts of the Lai City. What was she doing here with nothing to do?

He followed her from a distance and watched her drive into a small town and park at the edge of a field of flowers.

Xu also wanted to follow, but there were bodyguards in black everywhere near the flower fields. His car was too big of a target.

Sitting in the car, he stared at the flower field in the middle of the small white two-story building, lost in thought.

Why was Abby so cautious when he came here?

The sky gradually darkened. He got off the carriage and slowly approached the sea of flowers.

Abby walked into the white building. As soon as he entered the living room, Cheng Ming came over, "Chairman, everyone is here."

He nodded and walked towards the living room.

There were two women sitting in the living room. One of them had a kind and amiable face, while the other was young and beautiful, noble and elegant.

But that was not the point!

The point was that after Abby walked in, the woman stood up and walked over to her. The two of them looked like they were looking at themselves in the mirror.

The two of them looked exactly the same. Other than their clothes, they looked exactly like the same person.

Even her hair was long, chestnut curls that fell to her waist.

"Elder sister, why are you … Have you really become like me? "

The woman reached for Abby's hand, but she avoided it with disgust.

"Why did you come back? Who gave you permission to come back? Hurry up and go back before I get angry! "

Abby's voice was cold, without a trace of reunion. She took the initiative to avoid the woman's question, glaring at her.

The woman's clear eyes flashed across the wound, and the smile on her lips also froze. Her hands stiffened as they dropped to the ground in midair, and her body began to tremble rapidly.

"Elder sister, do you hate me so much? Do you hate me coming back?"

"That's right, I really hate you. I feel annoyed when I see you, so hurry up and leave, leave this place."

Abby pointed in the direction of the door. Her voice was raised and her face was cold.

She even came up to the woman in two or three steps and grabbed her by the arm, pulling hard.

The pain made the woman's eyebrows knit together, but her feet remained firmly planted on the floor, one hand still gripping the back of the sofa beside her, unwilling to move.

"Elder sister, I don't want to go! Don't chase me away, okay? I'll be good and won't cause you any trouble. "

The woman's voice was soft and firm, her fair face was full of pleading.

"Your existence is a nuisance in itself." Abby's words were extremely cold. He turned his head to look at Cheng Ming and shouted in displeasure, "What are you still standing there for? Come over and help us take him away."

Hearing this, Cheng Ming quickly walked towards the woman.

"No, sister, I don't want to leave. I've been abroad for three years and I don't want to stay any longer. I want to go back here, to the city where I was born and raised.

The woman's eyes were filled with a layer of mist. Her beautiful appearance was filled with tears and rain, and her words were heartbreaking.

Seeing her expression, Cheng Ming could not bear to see it. However, since it was Abby's order, he could only pull the woman's arm outwards.

"I'm not leaving …"

"You have to leave, there's no point discussing it. Cheng Ming, what are you dawdling for? Hurry up."

Abby glared at Cheng Ming, increased the strength in his hands, and dragged the woman outside.

"Enough, are you done yet!?" Let go of your sister! "

The old woman who had been silent in the living room suddenly broke a teacup, and the sound of shattering porcelain exploded in the air along with the sound of her heartache.