The clergy, this identity does not need to be rendered and depicted, and it is innate as if there is a sense of superiority.

What's more, there is still a serious vicar bishop here.

The vicarious bishop is not only the supreme representative of the temple in Jovaica, but even within the temple, a figure of this level can be regarded as a real mainstay.

So the moment Leon Balogun got off the bus, the scene was like a pilgrimage, and most of these powerful and famous people at the reception rushed to that side, showing their respect and respect for the Lord.

Looking at the people in the three layers and the three outer layers over there, Branço Watson was quite disdainful.

"A group of hypocrites, pretending to be devout believers, are covered with the smell of copper, and they are not afraid to smoke the bishop to death. ”

She is not a saint, and even unlike Westerners, she rarely believes in any sect, so naturally she didn't go to this excitement.

De Rothschild also sat in place like her, looking at the scene of the stars holding the moon over there, took a sip of champagne, and said meaningfully: "How do you know that the bishop doesn't like this taste?"

As a representative of the arrogant faction among the celebrities of country M, Branso was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded with a smile and sighed.

"Yes, money is a good thing, and no one can say no. ”

The conversation between the two of them, if it is known to those believers, it can definitely be called blasphemy against Allah, even if they are burned at the stake, but as two women, I am afraid that they are not too worried.

"Dai, you're going to sit here all night?"

Branço, who is not a saint, has not much interest in the vicar who appears, and besides, she does not have much ambition, and the dividends of the family are enough for her to live a life of luxury, she can do whatever she wants, without having to befriend anyone, or to meet anyone, it is precisely because of her 'lack of progress' or 'contentment' that her attitude is very casual even when facing De Rothschild.

Dai likes her authenticity and understands what she means.

Westerners are already open-minded, and they are also very free and easy in some aspects, like the room in the villa, if you wait for a while, I am afraid that there will be a full situation, although the son of the Rockefeller family who has gone to have fun is a hungry ghost, Bransso is actually not much compared to it, the fourth lady of the Watson family has a chaotic private life, and everyone knows it in high society, the reason why Blansso is still sitting here, accompanying her is probably secondary, and more importantly, it should be just because he has not yet found a bed partner who looks good.

"If you already have your eye on one of them, go ahead, don't worry about me, I have a habit of cleanliness. ”

If it were someone else, Branso might have dragged her into the water, she hadn't harmed her best friends around her, and even played with 'multi-person parties', but no matter how 'indifferent to fame and fortune', in the face of Dai, she still didn't dare to be so casual, and when she heard the other party say this, she didn't instigate it again.

"Don't worry, it's early. I think with that waste ability, I guess it won't be long before I come out, and when he comes out, I'll find a man to go in and be in front of him. ”

Hearing this, Dai smiled dumbly.

"Branso, I'm looking forward to your marriage, your married life will be very exciting. ”

Miss Watson was about to speak, when she suddenly noticed a figure approaching her.

She subconsciously turned her head, and a white gown instantly broke into sight.

"Bishop Leon?"

Branso was a little caught off guard, he didn't believe in religion or religion, but he was born in a famous family, and there was no problem with his basic upbringing, and after a short period of astonishment, he quickly stood up to show respect.

In the ranks of the temple, it is common sense that the white robe represents the vicar and the red robe symbolizes the bishop.

And there is only one vicar bishop in Josorga.

But the vicar, whose name Miss Watson could remember, did not seem to know the 'nationally famous' Miss Watson, for he only nodded politely at Branço.

"Hello, Bishop Leon. ”

Although her status is extremely noble, Ke Dai showed the excellent quality of the world's first family, put down the champagne in her hand and took the initiative to get up, and her tone was polite.

"Hello, Miss Dai. ”

Leon Balogon smiled.

As soon as the words came out, both Branso and Dai were stunned.

Because his voice sounded too young.

Judging from his appearance, the vicar must have been close to sixty years old, but the voice he had just spoken sounded like that of a young man in his twenties and thirties.

This strong contrast caused Branso to take a serious look at the face of the vicar again, although the skin has inevitably aged, but from the facial features, it can still be vaguely recognized that the vicar should be a beautiful man when he was young.

Like Branso, Dai was also confused by the other party's young voice, but what surprised her even more was ......

"You know me?"

Leon Balogon stared at her, smiling kindly and nodding kindly.

"Of course, no one knows the name of the third lady. ”

Indeed, I heard it right, the voice of the vicar is indeed a little strange, but the people who can sit in this position are not ordinary people, a little different, and it is not something to make a fuss about.

"You're here for me?"

Dai asked.

The other party walked straight here, and only looked at himself, the intention was obvious.

Sure enough, Vice-Bishop Leon nodded quickly.

"Miss Dai is really smart, I really want to discuss something with Miss Dai?"

"What?"

Dai asked a simple and direct question.

However, the other party did not say it explicitly.

"Miss Dai, I wonder if I can take a step to speak?"

A vicar, with her identity, really don't take it too seriously, let alone the vicar, even if there is a red robe standing in front of her, Dai may still not be too serious, she originally subconsciously planned to refuse, but looking at those deep eyes, in the end she nodded in a ghostly way,

Beyond control.

Incredible.

Even Dai herself didn't know why she had followed the vicar towards the villa.

Branso, who had witnessed everything from beginning to end, was also a little stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he had already walked away.

She turned her head stiffly, and happened to see Dai and the vicar entering the villa one after the other, and the scene was no different from the private meeting of men and women who looked at each other at a drinking party.

Witnessing their figures disappearing, Branso's pupils narrowed, as if his eyes were opened, and then the corners of his mouth slowly rose, pulling a thin arc, as if smiling.

"Cleanliness?"

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