Darcy smiled charmingly: "It's hard for you to come up with such a plan, now Waylon will never want to get rid of me."

Yves was evasive, putting his hands in his pockets, squinting at Waylon who had fallen asleep, his eyes were cold.

'Waylon, don't blame me, blame yourself for knowing Alena.'

"Let's go, be careful of the long nights and dreams." Darcy nodded, and immediately helped Waylon into the business car that had been prepared that morning.

Yves stood watching and said quietly: "Next, I think you should know how to do it?"

"Don't worry, you will never be disappointed." Darcy hooked her lips. She finally hoped to...