Hearing Allen Peterson'ts address, Omi was surprised: "you still know Zixia. Is she ill?"
In her opinion, if she hadn't been ill, she might not have known Allen Peterson all her life. After all, their world is fundamentally different.
But Wu Zixia's identity is higher than her!Apart from being ill, she couldn't think of any way to make them know each other.
"She’s not ill, but she’s my lover, so I know her. Are you satisfied now, Miss Ouyang?"
Hearing this, Omi chuckled and gave Allen Peterson a white look.
"Don't say that in front of her, or she will be angry."
Allen Peterson shrugged, but he told the truth. Ou yanzhilan didn't believe it, so he couldn't help it.
The rose garden was not far from Wu Zixia’s villa. Within two minutes, they arrived at the villa area and rang the doorbell of the villa.
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong."
After pressing for a long time, no one came to open the door. Omi frowned: "strange, isn't Zixia there?"