She swept two glances at Vincent, displeased.
I don't want him to go up, just because I'm afraid that someone will take a picture, I'll go up alone, even if I've been photographed, I'll say it's a friend who sent it back.
Vincent, however, completely misunderstood and imagined things to be complicated.
"Don't want me to be responsible?" Vincent gave her an odd look, the anger in his heart had been stirred up by her words, and he couldn't help but piggyback on a few sneering chills in his eyes: "Did I say I'm responsible?"
A word as if nothing happened, a cold to the extreme eyes, instantly like a pot of cold water generally poured Daisy from head to toe.
It turned out that she had made a fool of herself.
Daisy laughed lightly to herself. In the end, she didn't believe she had what it took to tie up this wild, icy man.
Sitting on the passenger side, she unconsciously clenched her fists, forcibly holding back the feeling of resentment and humiliation in her heart, trying to remain calm: "In that case, there's even less need for you to go up there, never again, Mr. Watts."
Daisy is angry, Vincent even if not to see, just to feel the atmosphere in the car will be able to detect.
But he didn't understand what she had to be angry about, obviously she was the one who upset him first.
Does this make you look more reasonable?
Vincent did not bother to think about what the woman in front of him was thinking, he inclined his head and took out a plane ticket from the pocket of his suit and threw it to her with a cold expression: "This is a plane ticket to Rosrane Village, a week later, you line up all the things and go with me."
Looking at the plane ticket stretched out in front of her, Daisy's heart gave a beat and had no intention of taking it.
She glanced up at Vincent's watchful gaze, the emotions of the party long since pushed to the back of her mind by the urgent present situation at hand.
"I don't want to go."
Although she knows that refusal is of little use, Daisy still wants to try, in case she reveals herself, then her life has ended prematurely.
At that, Vincent looked at her, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he pursed his lips, "You don't have the right to refuse."
Yes, there is no right to refuse, he has already told himself.
She has only the right to obey orders with Vincent.
"I think you people are really too unreasonable." Daisy also does not know where to get the courage, holding arms then coldly leaned back in the seat, face angry: "Do not want you to be responsible for me, but also to call on me, in the end I do not know you, right? I don't even know why I messed with you."
When these words came out, Vincent's face suddenly became ugly, it turned out that he not only wanted to accuse himself, but also kind of wanted to clear the relationship with him.
"Why did you mess with me? Did you think I couldn't see that day that you said those words on purpose?" Vincent's face sank, and the aura around him suddenly plummeted a few degrees.
Daisy's heart tightened, the cold wind like a blade straight into her heart, the whole body is cold.
So, he saw it long ago? Then why does he keep ......
The first time I saw Daisy not say anything, Vincent's eyes darkened, he was only trying a little, she was going to panic?
In the overly quiet car, Daisy wondered what Vincent was thinking. She resisted her inner urge to escape and forced herself to meet his obscure eyes.
"Yes."
Daisy answered firmly, clearly perceiving the gradual slowing of Vincent's heart under his eyes.
She was a little suspicious, surveying the side of Vincent's face, wondering in her mind if he was no longer going to pursue the question.
The silent atmosphere between the two was piled up, and just when Daisy thought it would go on like this, Vincent suddenly turned his face and spoke up.
"If that's the answer you're giving me, I can only say that it proves nothing, and I haven't thought about proving anything."
He said it lightly, as if he didn't care at all.
However, Daisy's heart instantly set off a shocking wave, she was quite stunned to glance at Vincent's side face hidden in the shadows, the emotions in her heart bucketing up and down.
So, Vincent was digging a hole for her!
He didn't even want to know his attitude and whether he was deliberately inviting him on, Vincent was just testing her repeatedly to force a result she would never tell.
After thinking about this, Daisy couldn't help but look at Vincent two more times, this man really has too much on his mind.
First use the airline ticket to cause her mood swings, then to press the question, and finally hear a lukewarm explanation and then stop, this kind of action is like teasing those cats and dogs in general.
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