Joseph really did not remember, then said, "I'm sorry?"
Rosy smiled all the time and pulled Elsa away, "Come on, this man misses a nerve about women, and he must not remember you. But this woman, he will remember very well."
Elsa's eyes fell on Irish.
"She is my wife, Irish." Joseph introduced her slowly.
Elsa looked at Irish, surprised, "So you are Irish."
The meaning of this sentence was complex, envy or disdain?
Irish just did not bother to pay attention to it, taking the appearance of Joseph just now, and also lightly said, "Nice to meet you."
Elsa didn't say much.
Rosy was going to leave, and before she left, she said, "If you need help, I think I'm the one who can help you the most."
"Thank you for your concern." Joseph tactfully refused.
Rosy heard what he meant, thought and said nothing more, and left with Elsa.
