Chapter1970 Reopening the recording
The hall of seven-foot man, n but said kneeling on the knees, Daisy and Vincent are light giggle, do
not think, however, Vincent also have no intention of really make what the murder out, since he are
kneeling, it is not impossible to give him a step down.
Eyes averted, Vincent kicked n, signaling him to get up, his expression cold and distant, his tone
low: "You''ve begged me, it''s like too ruthless not to give you a way out, so fine, take these drinks and
leave with your stinking rags, better hurry up before I backtrack."
n didn''t expect to be able to retreat with Nina''s whole body, and he was relieved that his fat face
finally rxed.
"Thank you Mr. Watts! I''ll get out of here right away!"
n called for a drink and said goodbye to Vincent with a ttering face, dragging Nina away with his
fat hands, who struggled with all her might, but to no avail.
Seeing this scene, Daisy''s gaze is quiet, only to feel that this night Nina is more than lucky, because,
n in thest life has yed a lot of women to death.
However, he has the power and influence, ying with some unknown starlets, even if the death did
not make too much of a ssh, Nina blindly climb on this man, simply feel their own life expectancy is
too long.
After n and Nina left, it wasn''t long before Daisy and Vincent also left the box, and some of the
people left inside were chatting with gusto about what had just happened and probably wouldn''t leave
untilte.
On the parking lot, Daisy and Vincent both got into the car, intending to go home, the atmosphere
around them was slightly silent, as if they were deliberately trying to hide something.
Can not stand this cramped atmosphere, Daisy slightly lowered the car window, the slightest with a
cool breeze leapt in, let her dull heart felt a touch of pleasure.
"In the future, if you encounter anything, call me, don''t carry it all by yourself."
Daisy was staring aimlessly out the window at the shing neon scene when Vincent suddenly spoke
up, his words like a stone thrown into theke of her heart.
She lowered her eyebrows in silence, momentarily dumbfounded, patches of color slipping quickly from
her face, "It''s not that I don''t want to talk to you on the phone, I don''t want to rely on you for everything."
"I know, I know you''re an independent woman who doesn''t want to be meddled with in her life."
Vincent gripped the steering wheel, the silence in his tone so obvious that Daisy couldn''t do anything to
ignore it, she lowered her eyshes in silence and turned her head to look at his face hidden in the
shadows.
Hesitation with a hint of uncertainty: "Will you ...... give me some time, I really don''t know if it''s time to
back off."
In these matters, she has her own reasons for insisting, although the heart loves to read the person in
front of her, but many things can not be arbitrary in ordance with their own ideas to go.
Love, is one of the most variable, but also the most easily out of control, so Daisy had to draw a circle
for such feelings, not cross into their careers.
She never forgot that the purpose of this life was to make Timothy and Nina die an embarrassing
death.
Hearing the reluctance in Daisy''s tone, Vincent didn''t say much, he subconsciously gripped the
steering wheel tightly, nodded, and said nothing further.
The next day, when Daisy woke up, Vincent was no longer at home. She squeezed her sore back and
found a new message pushed on her phone.
Rubbing her hazy eyes, Daisy opened it casually, surprisingly it was a news item.
[The shareholder of a well-knownpany is suspected of murder and is now wanted for the crime]
The headline is simple and clear, but Daisy has little interest in it, she has never been a fan of social
news.
N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.
However, Daisy was about to turn off the screen when she noticed that the picture above was Mr.
Wilson!
She opened her eyes a little incredulously and rubbed her dazed eyes, unable to believe that Mr.
Wilson, who was kneeling in humiliation yesterday, had been arrested today.
After calming down for a while, Daisy thought about it and felt that it was not a coincidence that Vincent
had done something yesterday.
Daisy''s hands and feet were cold, and her heart was a little cold for a moment, Mr. Wilson had only
offended Vincent and then came to such an end.
She suddenly felt that being sold to Africa is a very good way to dispose of it, at least there is still a
breath hanging.
After a distracted morning, Daisy was nning to go out to buy something when John''s call came
again, saying that the second installment of Dating Time would start shooting soon.
The day of rest and then start work, Daisy heart some resistance, Rio''s thing has also been almost
wrapped up, y on, may be the two will almostpletely exposed.
However, even if she did not want to go, Daisy had to go, the contract was written there and she had to
perform.
This time, I don''t know if the ratings of thest time the two were so bad and the ratings were so low
that the program team actually cut their funding for the event directly, three thousand for one person,
and the two had to find a day with special airfares to leave.
When they meet again, there is some inexplicable awkwardness between Rio and Daisy, and they are
silent, as if there is a very thick wall separating them into different worlds.
"It''s a nice day."
After sleeping all the way to the ne, Daisy and Rio let out a intivement after finallynding on
Hainding''snd.
The people of the program looked at the two people standing huge distance, can not help but shake
their heads straight, which where can see a little love feeling, but like a pair of old married couple sitting
on the side of the road in their old age, sunbathing when the boring speech.
However, the good thing is that the director has no more hope, only sent one or two cameras over to
follow the shooting, the director himself did note.
Daisy and Rio looked awkward and sat in silence in the back seat of the cab, now heading to the house
that the show''s crew had already prepared.
Since the funding was cut this time, the ce where they stayed was not as luxurious as thest time
in Hong Kong.
Not long after, the cab wore into a small alley, parked at the entrance of a strange small courtyard,
Daisy two people and the program team have gotten out, entered the door and began to put equipment
and prepare the program.
Daisy carried her luggage and tried to cross the high threshold at the entrance of the courtyard, but it
was too heavy and her arm strength was not enough to support her to lift it over that side of the
threshold.
"I''ll do it, you let go." Rio took Daisy''s embarrassment in his stride and took a few steps forward with his
long legs to take the suitcase from her hands.