Chapter 72 Don't Scare People In The Daytime
Elena knows the consequences of offending this man.
If she insists on avoiding meeting, then Waylon's suspicious character will definitely make her suspicious.
If he wants to get to the bottom of it, it might not be difficult to find out everything she has bothered to hide.
By the time.
Elena shuddered and didn't dare to think about it anymore.
She gritted her teeth and chose to compromise.
"Okay, let's see each other."
Before Waylon hung up the phone, she immediately added,
"But I have one condition."
Waylon heard Amanda's words, ready to hang up, and his eyes were covered with a layer of frost.
"Amanda, don't challenge my patience."
Knowing that he might have misunderstood, Elena hurriedly said,
"It's okay to meet, but it's okay to go back to the old house. I really still have a lot of work to be busy today, and I really can't spare that much time."
There are so many people in the old house, so many people have seen her, it is hard to guarantee that they will not be recognized as soon as they show up.
After all, not everyone is blind like Waylon, even his wife who has been married for three years recognizes her.
Does not come out.
Waylon laughed out coldly, a woman who didn't know anything really regarded herself as a business elite?
To be able to say that I can't spare the time is really thick-skinned.
But this is not a big deal.
It is Amanda that he wants to see, and it doesn't matter where he meets her.
"The address was sent to my phone."
Coldly shook off these words, Waylon hung up the phone decisively, and it was torture for him to listen to this woman's voice for a second.
"It's miserable."
Elena wailed, holding her head, this time she really couldn't escape.
If Waylon had to travel temporarily again, it would be fine.
However, she also knew that it was impossible.
How to do it?
The last time she was in the old house, she was lucky enough to put a mask on her face, and then she fooled him.
Today, she can't just use a mask to hide her face to see Waylon, right?
She is not like the past, and Waylon can recognize her just by looking at it.
However, Waylon's words are already there, and she can't go if she doesn't.
Elena bit her lip and forced herself to calm down.
Since Waylon took the initiative to ask her over and over again, it is hard to guarantee that she was suspicious of her.
If she kept avoiding seeing her, it would be counterproductive.
Rather than being passive and letting others choose, it's better to take the initiative to get a chance to make a fortune.
Elena frowned, and soon an idea came to her mind.
She figured it out in her heart.
She didn't know if this method was useful, but let's give it a try.
She didn't want to catch it with one's hands.
The result doesn't matter if it's a failure or a success.
After figuring it out, she chose an address that shouldn't meet any acquaintances and sent it to him.
To be honest, when confronted with Waylon head-on, she is not 100% sure that she can get out with full-body intact.
After all, Waylon hates her so much.
Even if he doesn't recognize her, he might be uncomfortable and just twist her head off.
The ball kicks.
But when things got to the point where she was now, she had no second choice, it was life or death that depended on this meeting.
Elena forced herself to remain calm, hurriedly tidied up, and quickly opened the door and walked out.
Elena deliberately chose a shopping mall that she doesn't usually go to, so as to minimize the possibility of encountering acquaintances, and it can also make Waylon have some scruples.
This man wouldn't want to be a killer just for her, right?
With a trace of uncertainty, Elena walked into the agreed place.
Waylon hadn't arrived yet, she breathed a sigh of relief and was a little uneasy.
She pressed down the big and exaggerated sun hat on her head and walked towards the corner.
Without asking her to wait long, Waylon appeared in this restaurant ten minutes later, even if he was thrown into the crowd, he stood alone.
After the initial daze, Elena quickly regained her composure and took out her mobile phone, and sent a text message to people searching around.
Waylon took out the phone and took a look, then cast his gaze to the person in the corner, frowning and his patience was about to run out.
"It's interesting to pretend to be a ghost?"
He pulled the opposite side of the chair and sat down, looking at the woman who had been facing the woman with her head down, his expression was a bit unkind.
What does it mean for this woman to wear such an exaggerated hat on a hot day?
Bury your head so low, are you not afraid of suffocation?
Elena's nervous palms were a little sweaty, although she had made all preparations before coming, but when she was really facing this man, the coldness that radiated from him all the time made her even more nervous.
Waylon really hates her.
When facing Amanda and Elena, his attitude is completely different.
Seeing her not speaking, Waylon's patience has been exhausted, and the impatientness between his eyebrows and eyes is disdainful to hide.
"Amanda, are you deaf or dumb? Can't hear me talking to you?"
"I heard."
Elena's head was lowered, she was not ready to face Waylon.
What if Waylon recognizes then the method she thinks fails?
Waylon frowned deeply,
"I don't have time to play these pretending tricks with you, raise my head."
His tone is cold, beyond doubt.
Three seconds.
Waylon only waited for three seconds, and while the woman opposite was still unresponsive, he stretched out his hand to clamp Elena's chin without warning, forcing her to raise her head.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
When Waylon saw Elena's face clearly, his brows wrinkled tightly.
What about her face,
So ugly!
Waylon twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely, and threw Elena away in disgust,
"What the hell are you?"
While talking, he picked up the tissue on the table and wiped the hand that had just touched him, as if to wipe off some terrible virus.
The pain was only for a moment, Elena looked at her reflection on the glass, her exaggerated smoky makeup and flames and big red lips, she even wore a pair of purple eye pupils in her eyes, one by one cosmetics put her on created another look, looks vulgar and exaggerated.
No wonder Waylon showed such a look of disgust.
She smiled, and after confirming that Waylon could not see the essence through the phenomenon, she calmed down instead.
Thinking of her plan, she became more confident.
"Husband, don't you like it? I have deliberately dressed up for a long time just to see you."
She looked at Waylon idiotically and said in a sticky tone.
Seeing Amanda looking at him with such disgusting eyes, his expression became colder, and the corners of his mouth evoked a sarcasm,
"Thank you, go back and take a good look in the mirror. Don't scare people in the daytime."