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When he got out of the car, he saw a long white Lincoln parked in the yard. Ye Niannian asked, "is it sir Kong Jue back?"

The bodyguard took a look at the garage. The car of Sikong Jue didn't come back. "The young master hasn't come back yet."

"Who is that?" Ye Niannian muttered, taking the lead.

The bodyguard followed her with the cloth.

Through the front yard, step into the living room, the servants look strange, seems to be particularly restrained, see her in, have bowed respectfully, "Miss ye, you are back."

"Well, who's here?" Ye Niannian looks around the living room. Just after asking, he sees a lady sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee gracefully.

The maids had lowered their heads even lower. "Miss ye, it's Miss Daisy."

Daisy?

Ye Niannian recites the name in her heart. She doesn't know this person.

She stood still, looking at the woman named daisy.

Women are beautiful, a kind of cold beauty.

He has long golden curly hair, which is well groomed and smooth. It seems to be the result of frequent nursing care. His skin is the unique whiteness of Westerners. His blue eyes make ye Niannian think of Sikong Jue.

His ice blue eyes are the most beautiful and coldest among the blue pupils she has ever seen.

Dressed in delicate make-up, she wore a royal style wine red velvet dress. Because the room was heated enough, she took off her white fur coat and showed her slender arms.

A white Persian cat was nestling lazily in her lap.

She Daisy?

With doubts, ye Niannian slowed down and walked over. She wanted to know who Daisy was. She could easily enter the villa without her master at home.

Moreover, as far as the servant's attitude was concerned, she seemed to have a long history.

At least, the background of those who can go in and out of sikongjue villa at will not be too light.

Seeing her approaching, Daisy put down her coffee, put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and gently stroked the Persian cat with the other hand. Her eyes fell on ye Niannian's face.

After looking at it for a few seconds, he said, "who are you?"

She is the hostess of this villa. Her eyes are scornful and she doesn't seem to pay any attention to her. The preemptive questions seem to make her the hostess of the villa.

Ye Niannian sneered and asked her in English, "who are you?"

Pick eyebrows, there is a trace of accident.

Daisy did not expect that ye Niannian would be a master with a good temper. It is not said in the data that she is a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by anyone?

But she didn't mind telling her her name, "I'm Daisy Howard."

Daisy Howard

Isn't that the daughter of count Howard, the sister of Scotch?

If she was the daughter of the countess, she would be no better?

The countess is so vicious that she can shoot a good bamboo shoot?

"Ye Niannian." In return, ye Niannian also gave his name.

She turned and said to the bodyguard, "put the cloth in the study first."

"Yes." The bodyguard went upstairs with the cloth.

Ye Niannian doesn't intend to pay attention to Daisy. No matter what the purpose of her coming here is, it is all that Sikong Jue should deal with, not her.

So she went upstairs, too.

Just two steps away, Daisy said, "in what capacity do you live here?"

Ye Niannian probably understood that she was too picky to find something unpleasant for her.

She won't go upstairs.

Three or two steps to sit down on the sofa, side look at the past, "then what identity are you in?"

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