Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 1929

Daisy held her forehead somewhat speechlessly and couldn't help but squat down and let out a long sigh, casually looking down and suddenly noticing an unreadable letter embroidered with red thread on her chest.

She froze, almost subconsciously thinking that this would be the label that belonged exclusively to Vincent.

Daisy's whole body was poured down like a pot of cold water, she covered her face and couldn't help but wail: "My brother, why did you give your own custom-made model to someone else!"

Vincent was obviously still outside the situation, did not understand why Daisy said so, and subconsciously felt that she was disliking his own stuff bad.

He said unhappily, "Something is given to you, and you still look unhappy?"

Once Daisy heard that, she sighed long and resignedly stood up: "It's not that I'm unhappy, it's that your custom-made model dress was recognized by Eden, and I'm in an audition now, he can recognize this dress, will those directors and producers in the circle not recognize it?"

The boss like Vincent is more like a star than a star, has always been the circle of big brother as the star of the moon up, as long as cared for, not to mention a piece of clothing, even a used toilet paper will know what brand.

"Is there anything wrong with that?" Vincent obviously could not understand Daisy's trouble, instead he thought it was a very normal thing.

Is there anything wrong with his woman wearing his exclusive custom-made model?

Hearing Vincent's answer, Daisy was obviously very speechless, she sank a face, her tone unpleasant: "I don't want people to think I'm relying on connections to get to the top, I want to rely on myself."

The words came out, Vincent was silent for a moment, obviously a very ordinary and independent words, how he heard, is feeling extraordinarily unpleasant?

Suddenly, he seemed to think of the crux of the problem and coldly questioned Daisy, "You don't want anyone to know about our relationship?"

"Yes."

Almost no hesitation, Daisy very dry answer down, Vincent's hand holding the phone a tight, he dropped his hand has been turning the pen, anxiety and dissatisfaction along with the current straight into Daisy's ears.

"So that's what you think. I have not tried to hide you, but you are trying to hide me."

The two were never the same in terms of status and halo height, indeed, according to Vincent, if there was an ordinary woman like yourself around, it was the one who should be ashamed and want to hide.

However, she likewise feels that letting public opinion mistake her success on the basis of her connections and overshadowing her abilities will likewise make her feel that her dedication has become worthless.

In this life, she does not want to be anyone's nanny, nor does she want to love so humble, that is because she is sick of the last life can only rely on Timothy to give a little expectation, then complacent self.

If you can make a little effort and rely on your own ability to gradually see Timothy, and where will usher in that kind of end.

"That's right, I really don't want anyone to know about our relationship, and when I'm trying, I don't want it to be you that people notice, not me."

Daisy's thoughts Vincent is not unable to understand, but can not let go, is it more important than a relationship, such a vain thing?

He had not experienced what Daisy had experienced, and the huge difference in experience caused the differences between the two to grow deeper and deeper.

"If you insist on thinking so, I have nothing to say; I have tolerated you enough, and I hope you will not make me lose patience with you."

It was an emotionless warning, Vincent looked cold, and the stagnation in his heart seemed to fill every cell of his body.

Not wanting to say anything more, Daisy pointed to the empty room next door and gestured for John to go in.

As an outsider, seeing her like this, John could not go to press for something, so she had to comply with Daisy's intention to nod, followed her into the house and changed clothes.

A few moments later, the two reentered the interview place and waited a little longer before the interview finally started.

Walking into the gymnasium, Daisy tried her best to gather herself, her gaze kept its usual calm, Nina and she were arranged across from each other, the sound of high heels simply made the hearts of those present leak a beat.

"You, yes, you, change your shoes for me!"

The director was sitting in the audience on the high stage, he saw the red high heels on Nina's feet at a glance, and his face instantly became ugly.

People in the audience looked in the direction the director was pointing and made sighing noises.

The reaction of the people in the room is completely understandable, that is because the director, when he saw the many stars who came to the interview were wearing high heels, deliberately gave them ten minutes to hurry up and change their shoes.

Nina was not the last to arrive, she could not have been unaware of it, she just did not want to change it, she always does.

"I don't have flat shoes, do I have to go barefoot?"

Faced with the director's accusations pointing to her nose, she was obviously also a bit indignant, her delicate cheeks screwed up into a ball.

Daisy took a look at her, her thoughts were diverted and she couldn't help but hum lightly, it seems she remembered her last lesson and didn't dare to contradict the director in front of her.