Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 504 Nancy and Miss Mitchelson

Nancy said softly: "Why do you think he recognizes me as his daughter? If he really loves my mother so much, wouldn't it be an eyesore to put me under his nose?"

Clement: "..."

Nancy said: "If she really loves Wujiwu, can love her enough to tolerate my existence, and is willing to treat me as her own daughter, then she should have taken me over long ago, instead of making me think that I am My mother is dead, and I haven't found any clues until now."

Clement kept a decent smile.

Nancy looked up at him, "I'm getting older, so I suddenly figured it out? Do you think it's for my own good, to compensate me, or to compensate my mother?"

Clement remained silent, he would not answer this kind of question.

Nancy didn't even think about him answering herself, and said lightly: "He is not my real father, so he doesn't need to compensate me. If he is really as selfless as you said, he wants to be good to me. Then I really have to I apologize for my attitude and behavior.”

Clement found an opportunity to respond to Nancy's words.

It's just that Nancy's words sounded a step faster, "But the way I was invited here, and what happened later, are obviously not the same."

Clement shut his mouth again.

Nancy smiled slowly at him and said: "You, or your master, what you want may really be the Miss Mitchelson family, but not me, Nancy. You have to wipe Nancy first." Except, let me be Miss Mitchelson, so that I can enjoy what you call unimaginable."

Nancy looked at the handsome butler in front of her who seemed to have suddenly become taciturn and could not speak, "You are the real arrogance. You are so arrogant that you think that everyone will accept you and be controlled, even if you are not controlled, you can force them Controlled like a marionette."

Clement: "You heard the conversation between me and my husband? But I didn't see you."

With the distance between the second floor and the first floor, it is impossible to hear their conversation clearly, even if they go down to the stairs, they may not be able to hear clearly.

Clement didn't know that Nancy could read lips.

Nancy didn't answer his question either.

The conversation between the two fell into silence at this point.

In fact, to be precise, Clement was misspoken by Nancy.

After a few seconds, Clement said: "You are very smart, but sometimes people who are too smart may not always think right. Maybe when you meet Madam, you will really understand."

Nancy said, "Then I look forward to that day."

She stood up and asked Clement, "May I go back?"

"Oh." Nancy emphasized: "When I say go back, I mean go back to my residence in the city."

Clement said, "Perhaps Mister will ask you to have dinner together."

Nancy looked at him.

Clement: "It could be breakfast tomorrow morning, too."

Nancy shrugged, "Well, who let me be in your territory now."

Clement smiled and said, "Thank you for your understanding."

"Yes, I'm a good, understanding girl," said Nancy.

Clement did not respond.

Nancy looked at him sincerely, "I won't cause trouble for you, so please be kind to me and don't force me to do anything. Actually, I don't want to be annoying like a troublemaker."

The girl's eyes are black and bright like obsidian, and they are brighter and clearer under the crystal lamp. They are so black that they are spotless, and their eyes are pure and moist.

Clement could not help being touched, no matter how smart a girl is, she is still a girl who has just grown up.

How could such an encounter not be a little frightening to her.

Clement said softly: "Of course, you are a lovely and excellent child. I'm sorry for scaring you."

Clement paused, then continued: "As long as you don't leave the castle, you can go anywhere, or if you like cakes and snacks here, you can ask the servant to bring them to you."

"Thank you." Nancy said.

She lowered her eyelashes and smiled quietly and cutely, "I think I'll stay in the room."

Clement thought: Girls are always so cute when they behave themselves.

In the computer room on the other side.

Pooh stared at all this dumbfounded, and then asked Sean with glowing eyes: "Will the teacher really stay in the room obediently?"

Sean said, "You've already asked that."

Pooh could feel that Sean was in a good mood, otherwise he would not have responded to his words.

While excited, Pooh suddenly woke up and shouted: "Did the teacher say something to you when he was taken away?"

Before Sean could answer, Pooh continued, "Otherwise, how could you let the teacher be taken away so happily?"

"Damn it, you guys are hiding it from me again, you guys are going too far." Pooh has already confirmed his guess.

Pooh said angrily: "I'm so worried, I thought you were worried about me!"

Sean: "Shut up Pooh."

Pooh: "..."

Nancy on the screen returned to the room.

The maid in her room has changed.

As for the previous one, just refer to the etiquette teacher just now.

Nancy ordered the maid to bring the cakes and snacks recommended by Clement, as well as afternoon tea.

Then I chose a good location on the balcony, enjoying the afternoon sun and peaceful atmosphere, and played computer games.

A "chicken looking for mother" intellectual game for children.

Pooh: "..."

Pooh: "Is this game your code?"

Sean glanced at him, his eyes were hard to see in the dim light, and Pooh didn't see his eyes that seemed to be mentally retarded.

I only heard Sean say in an extremely normal tone: "Yes, you can download one to play."

Pooh took out his mobile phone, "Is the download on the mobile phone useful? Is there a code?"

Sean perfunctory: "Yes, no."

Pooh has gone to work on his own.

Nancy lost interest in the game after playing for a while, and started browsing the web.

Sean received a message from Mitchelson.

Sean looked at the content of the message and replied with a sentence.

—I won't interfere.

Mitchelson sent another message back.

Sean is still indifferent to this kind of solicitation.

As for the kindness expressed by the other party, thank you.

In the dimness, the blue light from the computer hit his face, illuminating the curve of his mouth.

—he won't interfere.

— But he didn't say no to meddling.

Thanks for the broad and profound Chinese.

Sean went back to look at his reply and confirmed that it was in Chinese characters.

Well, that's right.

There is a reason for this.

Sean shook his hands.

When Pooh saw it, he knew it was his preparation for something.

In the next second, he saw Sean's hands art.

These hands fluttered over the keyboard like the most beautiful butterflies.

Pooh stared blankly for a while, and murmured, "What are you going to do again?"

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　　Your National Day is a holiday to play, but we have to retreat and add more, don’t be allowed to have fun and forget about me~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)