The servant put down the meal and went out, and soon came in again, signaling Ding Yiyi to follow him.

In the dining room, Derek was eating, and the servants stood on both sides of the dining table and picked up food for him according to his intentions.

He ate very slowly and ate very little, but he only moved his chopsticks occasionally, and when he moved his chopsticks, the fat maid was the happiest.

Seeing Ding Yiyi, he completely stopped what he was doing, wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Look for me?"

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

She bit her lip and felt shame for what she was going to say next, "The incident last night was written off. After all, I lied to you, and your bride should be waiting for you to pick her up."

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

"The wedding was not held?" Ding Yiyi was extremely surprised. Do you don't need to register for marriage? Don't you need to hold a wedding?

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

"I'm already married." Ding Yiyi raised her hand and handed him the side wearing the ring to him, "I love my husband very much."

Derek glanced, then pressed a button on the wheelchair keyboard, and drove away to the other end of the hall. His voice came out, "Asma, you can't get out."

"Stop!" Ding Yiyi watched him leave, all of this was out of control, and she could not control the development of subsequent events.

The fat maid was standing in the living room. Just as she was about to leave, a shadow flashed in front of her, and Ding Yiyi looked at him coldly.

"When I first came, I told you that I was not Asma, why did he call me Asma?"

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

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

Aili's scary white skin was shaking slightly at this moment, and a sentence spit out from her shaking cheeks, "Because I think you are very suitable for the young master."

"Fart!" Ding Yiyi swears in a rare manner. She felt like a puppet carrying a string, being fooled around.

Aili didn't know what she meant, but knew that she was angry, her chubby cheeks shook, "Come with me."

"Where do you go?" Ding Yiyi stood there and asked her, but the other party had already taken a step forward and walked towards the other entrance.

The two walked through a long corridor and walked up a few more floors. The lights in front became dimmer and the vision became worse and worse.

Finally, a yellow color came into view. It was a cluster of chrysanthemums. The chrysanthemums were in full bloom, and there was also morning dew on them, swinging with the chrysanthemums swinging.

The wind does not come from all around, but comes from above, with hollow buildings above, and wind constantly swept in, while chrysanthemums clustered in four photos, with four beautiful faces on the photos.

"They are the four wives of this manor." Aili only scanned the photos, but Ding Yiyi obviously saw disgust in her eyes.

The four women looked big and small, and the youngest looked about the same age as Asma. Judging from the clothes on their necks, they also wore white clothes.
Chapter completed!