Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter1929 Divergence

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.

In his eyes, Daisy today is nothing more than a bully, overly confident in herself and overly

contemptuous of others.

In the entertainment industry, there is no one to look after the help, everything is just a mirror, see, get

over, and finally can not really fall into your hands.

Since she is willing to be a headless fly, she is also happy to be free.

Only the part of the mind that removes reason is still in control of his emotions.

After a few moments of silence, the two men disagree and Daisy hangs up the phone distractedly, not

understanding for a moment what she is doing by making this call.

The matter of Rio has not yet been resolved, and a new conflict between the two has arisen. Is she

stubborn and refuses to change, or is Vincent too self-absorbed and overbearing?

For a while, Daisy couldn't think of these questions, and didn't want to think about them.

She leaned against the gray wall, holding the phone tightly in her hand, unconsciously dropping her

eyes and seeing the tracksuit she was wearing again, her troubled thoughts seemed to be ignited for a

moment, and she became more agitated.

Be sure to change out of this dress before you go to the interview.

Thinking about this, Daisy re-called John and asked her to come over. After a while, John came out in a

hurry.

"What's wrong Daisy, sounded like something was on your mind on the phone?"

Hearing the voice, Daisy raised her eyes to look at the hurriedly running John, face flat and shook his

head, the complicated light under the eyes like a shadow falling on the lake, wavering restlessly.

"I'm fine, let's change with you first, I guess the interview is almost ready to start."

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 This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

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.