The car stopped, and Lord Lowe turned to take a look.
The teenager in the back seat showed no expression and looked slightly sideways out of the window. It was already night, and the neon color reflected on his face, covering up his fair complexion, but still giving people a cold and dignified aesthetic feeling.
He was not leaning back in the back seat, his long white hands on his knees, upright and quiet.
He stared out of the window, his eyelashes blinking slightly.
"Get out of the car." Lord Lowe ventured.
The teenager's eyelashes quivered, Luo Master thought he would struggle for a while to be mentally ready, but the teenager reached out to hold the handlebar hand, finger bone beautiful white, gently turn, flat open the door.
He stepped off the long leg, almost in the moment of appearance, attracted the attention of many women.
A slender young man with a delicate and beautiful face, frowning slightly and looking slightly cold.
He looked into the dining room and then walked over.
Luo master whispered told people to follow, looking up at the back of the youth to leave, slightly pleased.
He did not expect that there was almost no resistance from Lochen, and although the car entered the city, it was obvious that he was depressed, his lips were pursed and his face was expressionless, but whether it was upset or unhappy, it was hidden under the clear eyes and did not show much.
Lord Lowe was secretly surprised, but also pleased.
That girl, really is the chance to change him...
The driver looked at the old man in the rearview mirror and whispered, "Sir, our men are watching you..."
"I can't go down there. Don't let them be seen." Lord Lowe gave a low cough and shook his head faintly.
Lochene has never been in the public eye, and now is not the time to reveal his identity as the Lochene heir.
He closed his eyes slightly.