Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 1957

"Sure, as long as this one is well-received." Rufus smiled and nodded, rising a little to Daisy's liking.

Suddenly, Rufus looked back at Mew, who was still debugging the camera, and asked Daisy in some doubt: "Is this photographer really OK, it looks too young, you really did not ask to use our royal photographer? "

She looked back at Rufus and said, "You saw the scene with your own eyes, and when you get the photos and compare them with the scene, you'll know she's a genius, and if I had enough contacts, I'd really like to recommend her."

Rufus understood what she was saying, but a big brand like this couldn't leave something as important as photography to a young person.

He laughed lightly, feigning ignorance and not making conversation.

A few hours later, Daisy finally finished the photos, Mew took the photos back to fix, Rufus also took back a copy of the samples intended for the design department to look at.

The crowd dispersed for the time being, and Daisy was very tired after a busy day, so she said goodbye to John and went back to Vincent's apartment first.

When she returned to the apartment, Vincent had not returned yet. Daisy turned on all the lights and still felt the house was empty and lonely.

To say that something is missing, it is probably the smell of fireworks, everything is neatly placed, as if no one has ever moved.

Suddenly, the door was opened and Daisy turned her head to look and found an older aunt.

Blinking, Daisy was also a little confused about who was in front of her, and fearing that it was Vincent's relatives, she rushed to greet them.

"Auntie, you are?"

The woman was obviously also a little surprised to see Daisy, she smiled a little awkwardly, closed the door and said, "Don't be polite, I'm the bellhop hired by Mr. An, just call me Anna, I was done, but Mr. An wanted me to come back and make a meal for dinner, so I folded back."

Once she heard that Vincent had hired the bellhop, Daisy was obviously relieved and her whole body was relaxed, she was not ready to deal with his family yet.

Daisy smiled affectionately and followed Anna: "I see, I only moved in yesterday so I'm not really sure, is he coming back tonight and letting you make dinner?"

At that, Anna nodded in understanding, and hearing Daisy's question, she was a bit surprised again, she said, "Didn't Mr. An tell you that he won't be back tonight, that's why he asked me to cook dinner for you."

Hearing Anna's answer, Daisy froze, her heart could not say what kind of emotions like silk threads bound her heart, she hung her eyes in silence for a while, turned her head to Anna and said, "Don't do it first, I'll make a call to him."

What would Vincent be doing now?

She thought she was the canary in her hand, the kind that could care less about life or death, so he remembered to ask his aunt to cook a meal for him?

Why do I feel some warmth in my heart when it is obviously a dispensable concern?

But if it's a pair of true love, maybe everyone else might just drive up and take his lover straight to dinner.

Daisy shook her head, not wanting to let herself think that way; she didn't want to be the insatiable type of person Timothy was.

Dialing the phone, Daisy waited for the call to be answered, and within a few moments, the call was answered.

"Hello."

"Well ...... it's me, what's up?"