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Chapter 4950

The servant put down the meal and went out for a while, and then came in again to signal Ding Yiyi followed him.

In the dining room, Derrick is also eating. The servants stand on both sides of the dining table, and make food for him according to his meaning.

He eats very slowly and eats very little, but occasionally moves chopsticks. When he moves chopsticks, the fat maid is the happiest.

Seeing Ding Yiyi, he stopped the action completely, wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Find me?"

"I'm leaving here." Ding Yiyi said straightforwardly: "I'm not your bride, I am not Asma."

She bit her lip and felt a shame for what I wanted to say next.

"Asma." Derek frowned, which made his bland features a little more lively. "Don't you understand? You are already my wife's wife."

"Haven't a wedding?" Ding Yiyi was extremely surprised. Don't you need to register to get married? Do you need a wedding?

Derric said: "The rich can always enjoy a lot of privileges."

"I'm married." Ding Yiyi raised his hand and showed it to him with the side of the ring, "I love my husband very much."

Derric took a glance and then pressed a button on the keyboard of the wheelchair. The wheelchair was leaving the other side of the lobby. His voice came out, "Asma, you can't go away."

"Stand!" Ding Yiyi watched him leave, all of which were out of control, she couldn't grasp the development of the follow -up incident.

The fat maid always stood in the living room. She was about to leave, and the shadow was flashing in front of her. Ding Yiyi looked at him coldly.

"When I first came, I told you that I am not Asma, why would he call me asma?"

The fat maid looked at her, "My name is Aili."

"Aili." Ding Yiyi stared at her deadly, not letting go of any action on her face, "You concealed my identity, right? Why do you do this?"

Ai Libai's scary skin shake slightly at this time, vomiting from her shaking cheeks in a word, "Because I think you are suitable for young masters."

"Fart!" Ding Yiyi burst into rough mouth. She felt like she was like a puppet, and she was played by people.

Aili didn't know what she meant, but she knew she was angry, and her fleshy cheeks shake, "You and me."

"Where to go?" Ding Yiyi stood in the same place and asked her, but the other party had a step forward, and walked towards the other side of the other side.

The two walked through a promenade and walked up a few more layers.

At the end, a touch of yellow was printed into the eye, and it was a cluster of chrysanthemums, the chrysanthemums were bloomed, and there were still dew on it.

The wind does not come from the surroundings, but comes from the top. It is a hollow building on it. There are constant winding winding, while the chrysanthemum clusters are surrounded by four photos. There are four beautiful faces on the photo.

"They are the four wives of this manor." Aili looked at the photo only once, but Ding Yiyi obviously saw the disgust from her eyes.

The age of the four women looks big and small, and the youngest looks similar to Asma's age. From the perspective of their neck costumes, they have been wearing white clothes.
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