Debilee rolled her eyes with disdain: "What kind of rumor did I make Syllister, if you weren't adopted, how did you get this black card in your hand?"
"I think the man who raised you must be an old man of sixty or seventy years old, Syllister, otherwise how could a younger person fall in love with you like this."
Cill glared at Debilie hatefully.
The crowd at the scene talked about Ciel, and the gaze that looked at her changed from envy at first to disdain.
They are in their hearts.
Although Sylliste has an endless amount of money to spend, he has to serve the old men who are dying old every night.
In this way, they did not envy Cyr.
"Sixty or Seventy" Before Cill could reply, a man with a straight body and a leisurely expression walked through the door.
The man's voice and aura were so powerful that all the women in the store turned their heads almost in a second.
When the women saw who had come in, they all blushed in shock.
It's joseny Debilee, like many ladies and gentlemen, has always had a crush on him.
I heard that his wife died in a car accident not long ago.
Doesn't that mean she also has a chance?
Debilee turned and reached into her skirt, tightening the cord of her bodice to make herself look firmer, then turned back to look at what was out of her jerk and smiled, longing for him to come and talk to her.
Cill turned his head to see the exposed half of Debilie's stuff and felt sick.
I really don't know how Debilee will react when she knows that he is the sixty or seventy-year-old man she calls him.
He walked a little behind Cill and stopped, not looking at Syr, but at Debilie.
"Miss Debilie, he's looking at you, oh my God, he probably likes you," said Debilie's maid as she tugged at Debilie's sleeve.
If Miss Debilie marries into a wealthy family, she will be much more majestic when she walks out on the street in the future.
The maid's words made Debilie's face flush, and she watched his smile grow in an arc, and she almost didn't move to pounce on him and kiss him frantically.
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that doing this kind of thing when he's not sure if he's interested in himself doesn't look like a lady of the celebrity.
"What's your name," he asked Debilee with a blank face.
Debilee was overjoyed and hurriedly replied: "Debilie, my name is Mr.
Debilie" "Hmm."
He nodded, glancing sideways at the sulky Syr, "You know her" Debbie choked.
Who in this world doesn't know the relationship between the two of them, when Sylliste and her father wanted to murder his property, he hated Sylliste so much that he planned a wedding to make Sylliste lose face in front of the world.
So he must have hated Syllister.
If she had told him that Syllister was an alumnus of her college, who knew if he would have been disgusted with her She is still counting on marrying into a wealthy family.
Debilee hurriedly shook her head: "No, I don't know her, how can I know a woman like her, sir?"
"Well, then she was raised by a sixty or seventy-year-old man, where did you hear about it?"
"That's it, sir."
Debilie's expression grew with joy as soon as she said this.
She thought to herself that he must want to hurt Sylliste in front of everyone, so she must say how serious it will be later, maybe he will like him for the sake of being a human being. oshow7 t1706231537: