Aili looked at her, and suddenly she was a little anxious. "Don't betray the young master, listen to me, don't betray the young master."

"What are you talking about." Ding Yiyi frowned, "I have told you, I am not asma, and I am married."

Aili returned to the serious look before, as if the excitement just now was just a phantom, she walked forward, "Go back to the room."

Ding Yiyi chased out, and the other party had disappeared. Presumably, it must have left.

She returned to her room in a dismissal, and the white clothes on her body seemed to be stubborn. She opened the closet and found that the wardrobe was re -covered with clothes, but all the styles were white.

The irritable mood made her want to smash everything in the room. She suddenly remembered such a large manor. There must be a mobile phone. If she found a communication tool, she could call Ye Nianmo.

"Nian Mo." She was in pain, and she was no longer clean. Although it was not her intention, it was a fact that betrayed him.

She clenched her fists and was determined to confess with him after going out. As for how to develop in the future, what his attitude was, she accepted it.

From the room, she chose a way at will. I have to say that aside from all the prejudices, this manor is very beautiful, with standard Italian buildings, with a strong regional style, and the Roman columns everywhere are carved on the Roman pillars.

Girl.

She walked down the spiral corridor and came to a huge multi -functional hall. It was estimated that there were hundreds of square meters in the entire room. The room was rounded.

The curtains are surrounded by curtains, and it should be a ballroom.

Thinking of the disabled man named Derric, she bit her lower lip, turned away, and continued to find a mobile phone.

After walking for a long time, I finally saw a Filipino maid. She hurried forward, "Hello."

The Filipino maid nodded her, but she didn't respect her, and she also realized that the people in this manor seemed to be hostile to the hostess of the manor.

I couldn't care so much, she quickly asked, "Can you lend me your phone?"

The other party looked at her and shook her head. Ding Yiyi was anxious, "I can give you money, just take a few minutes."

"I don't." Filipino maids finally spoke.

Ding Yiyi didn't believe it. How could someone have no mobile phone now, but looking at the other person's firm eyes, it seemed that she couldn't ask anything, so she had to let the other party go.

I asked several servants along the way, and everyone's answers were consistent. This made Ding Yiyi frustration and was trying to continue. Someone in front of him blocked her steps.

Aili stood in front of her. I don't know if she heard her conversation with her previous maids. She looked at her, and her expression was unchanged. "Master is looking for you."

"I don't go." Ding Yiyi didn't want to see Derek anymore.

Aili said lightly, "Someone came to you."

Ding Yiyi's eyes suddenly increased. The first thing to think of was Ye Nianmo. She knew that he must see the information she left on the boat.

Following Aili to the hall, as soon as he entered the door, a woman rushed over. It was the real Asma.

"Derek, I am the real Asma. This woman is a prostitute running out of the brothel." Asma cried towards the man sitting in a wheelchair, and the crescent eyes were full of tears.

Ding Yiyi was a little nervous. What she was nervous was not Asma piercing her identity, but the man who followed Asma. She believed that even if Derrich let herself go because she knew the truth, she just came out of this.

The door, she will be tied to that place, and there will be no possibility of escape.
Chapter completed!