Brown expressionlessly put aside his arm on his shoulders and replied quietly: "She didn't look back or look at us."
"Hey, if you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it. Are you the Mona Lisa? If you are a human or a dog, you have to look around when you pass by." Dowell dismissed it.
I heard Brown retort him calmly: "I mean, normal people would look at us curiously when they heard what we said. Even if they didn't want to cause trouble, they would take a peek out of curiosity. But she didn't, not the whole time. Looked at us once."
"She...could there be a problem here?" Dowell pointed to the position of his ears after thinking for a moment.
Brown looked at him like a fool.
Dowell put away his cynicism, looked back in the direction where Qiao Nian came from, pointed, and asked casually: "What's there?"
"Stairs up." Brown knew that he just liked to take advantage of others, and was actually a careless person.
Dowell frowned: "There's no bathroom or something?"
Brown affirmed: "No. Rose Mansion was designed by our family, and I know the layout of it very well."
Dowell said thoughtfully: "Then it's strange why she appears here. It can't be that she came down from upstairs."
Brown was also thinking about this issue, his thin lips stretched into a straight line, his jaw tightened, cold and silent.
Dowell saw his confusion, raised his hand and hooked his neck, pulled him towards him, and said in a relaxed tone: "Okay, maybe he can come here for some fresh air, make a phone call, or hide away."
"Really?"
"Yes. It's impossible for her to come down from upstairs. You and I both know that all the entrances and exits up and down are now surrounded by Shi Lao's people. To protect the safety of the Earl of Lance, unless she has wings, It’s impossible to flash here.”
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