Mrs. Vivienne started to dress up early in the morning, changing a set of clothes in front of the mirror, and people holding more than thirty new clothes on the side were still selected by her, and the eyes of the young girl servant were twinkling Envy of envy.

After all, people and people are different after all.

I am a woman, but some people can choose from a lot of clothes that may not even be worn, and then put them in the warehouse as if they have not bought them.

Some people have to hold their heads down and hold the clothes that they may take years to continue to be able to afford, but they may not even wear them once.

So don't say equality between people, what equals is the opportunity for birth, not the status, status, and wealth.

"Yes, this is it!", Mrs. Vivian is very satisfied with herself in the mirror. Although she is 41 years old, she is very well maintained. The excellent living conditions and status allow her to use many things that many people would never even think of to save her age. Just from the appearance, she seems to be only in her early thirties. No traces of years left on the firm skin. The mature temperament and floral skirt made it impossible to believe how old she was.

I took an off-white visor with red decoration from the servant's hand, and went out with a small Kun bag with a master craftsmanship. She didn't need to say hello to anyone, and her husband was either indulging in a lot of work in the city hall or indulging in the bed of a female watch. She didn't really care much about this.

Her father is a governor and a former governor. Born in such an expensive and compelling family, naturally you can get things that many people cannot imagine, but you can also see ugliness that many people cannot imagine. For example, her father, many people said that her father had participated in the war when he was young, and had been working in politics since the end of the war. Therefore, he was physically infirm and was bedridden in old age.

But she knew that when her father was in his sixties, he often fooled around with some young girls, so that one night he suddenly fell to the bed and fell into a coma. A few days after waking up, several very well-known doctors told her and her family that her father might no longer be able to stand up independently and walk.

So she turned a blind eye to these situations, and was used to it, or accepted it.

Her mayor's husband has his own entertainment, and she also has her own entertainment, such as the Delirium.

Just like many old men like young girls, Mrs. Vivian also likes young boys, even half-old boys. She likes the indulgence and drive that can be called "children" to her. This is her hobby. She may be a little indebted for her personal morals, but she has never touched the law.

Baudelier sent a letter saying that there was a big gift to give her alone, which made her very satisfied, at least she felt that the "artwork" that she had invested in these years was not a loss. Just as she walked out of the manor and was going to take a car to the Delier Art Gallery, when she saw Delier sent to pick up her driver, she froze and pinched her legs.

俊 A handsome and disrespectful young man was wearing the driver's favorite black and red checkered jacket, and stood with a gray cap on the side of the car. Even if he was so old-fashioned, he still couldn't hide his almost perfect appearance.

"What's your name? I haven't seen you!", Mrs. Vivienne reached out and put it on the handsome driver's hand, and with a little force, half of her body was stuffed into the back seat of the car. With an endless flame deep in her eyes, she stared tightly at the teenager's blue eyes.

The young driver took off his hat and exposed his well-groomed hair. Although there was no oiliness and slippery water, there was no dandruff and it was very gentle. Mrs. Vivian could even smell the peculiar smell of the opposite sex.

Can be interpreted as the smell of old oil, but also as a mature man.

Some blushed Buddha, who was seen by Mrs. Vivian's aggressive eyes, greeted Durin three times, before whispering, "My name is Jon, Madam."

"Jon?" Mrs. Vivian read his name literally, and then put on her face with the sweetest smile of her life. "Are you Odin? But your hair ... ... I'm sorry, I'm too presumptuous. "

Batu Buddha shrugged his shoulders, revealing a youthful smile, said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I'm a half-breed, many people say that, I'm used to it."

Gently twisted the tight and delicate skin on the back of the bergamot with her fingers, Mrs. Vivian smiled cheerfully, "Well, I have to apologize, are you sending me today?"

"Yes, my wife ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The previous driver was ill. I am his nephew. I will take the class." Dufo stepped forward and "squeezed" Mrs. Vivian into the back seat of the car He didn't want to be teased by an old woman in the public eye indefinitely.

Mrs. Weiwei'an's hand moved away from the back of Dufo's, and smiled with regret, but she soon became happy, because she knew what Delier said was a "big gift." Such a boy, she feels that she can play for at least three years, if he does not change his appearance because of development. In order to reward Delier's intentions, she decided to "invest" a few more "art works" as a reward for this gift.

I closed the door, and Dufoy stunned a bit, got into the cab, and drove the car to Delir's Art Museum.

夫人 Mrs. Wei Wei'an remained silent all the way along the way, and she didn't look so impatient before. But the more so, the more the Du Buddha's heart was up and down, he had begun to pray to God for his next "fate".

It's about forty minutes' drive from Delier Manor. In the middle of the journey, the car stopped outside the Delier Museum of Art.

Ba Dufo turned to the car and opened the door. After helping Mrs. Vivian to come down, Delier, who had stood outside the museum's entrance, greeted him immediately.

"What's wrong with your face?", Mrs. Vivienne looked at Delir with a nasty and swollen face, and showed a look of curiosity.

Delier was silent for a while, and said with a smile, "I was hit by a pig!" Dufo glanced at him, and he immediately changed his mouth. "In fact, I was robbed. Those guys are really too rude and too brutal. . Not only did they take my money, but they were also jealous of my appearance and beat me up. God is up. The law and order in Tener City is really chaotic! "