In the small living room on the second floor of the main house, Lin Ning drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, and flicked his fingers on the cognac cup.

If even your birthday is fake, then buying a watch and a cake last night would be a bit ridiculous.

But if it is true or false, what does Tony want?

Lin Ning is very sensitive. Lin Ning's heart has always been very small and has not believed in it. Tony is one of the few people who Lin Ning is willing to make friends with his heart.

If Tony told him directly and asked for help from him, he would not be out of trouble, so why bother to do this now? Lin Ning didn't know what to say for a moment.

Disappointed, a little bit.

Be angry, it's not a question.

People have more or less selfish intentions and their own secrets.

I don’t know when it started, but many people lost their honesty and used to doing something in a twists and turns. As a result, there are both good and bad things.

Lin Ning was a little disappointed and murmured a lot of pasts he met with Tony, but his face was not very good. Lin Hong, who was standing beside him, didn't know how to comfort him, so she had to drink a lot of wine with her.

When he entered the bathroom, Lin Ning was still talking about feeding the dog with sincerity.

Lin Ning, who took a makeup, took a shower, changed her pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom, seemed to figure it out, smiled and waved her hand to signal Lin Hong to come to the door, lying on the bed, brushing her cell phone.

Alan from the Housekeeper Building was not idle at this moment. After learning from the headmaster Deer that the main house was turned off, Alan, who had been sitting upright on the sofa, got up and went into the study.

A trans-ocean phone call went straight to West Castle, Fuguo. Old John's voice was full of energy soon appeared on the phone.

"hi, my brother, how are your wife?"

"Mrs. I'm very good, I just need some changes."

Allen rubbed his eyebrows, hesitated for a while, and told his thoughts bluntly.

After all, I have never met my wife before, and the communication between the two was just telephone and email. My limited understanding of the wife was naturally not as good as Allen's own eyes.

What's more, Allen was not a targetless person, so Old John sorted out his delicate mustache and asked directly.

"Tell me, what did the lady do in O Island."

As if he suddenly remembered something, Old John continued without waiting for Allen to speak.

"Before I say it, I must solemnly remind you that she is the wife and the future duke, and you must be responsible for every word you say."

Old John's tone was solemn on the other end of the phone. Alan shook his head helplessly and replied with a smile.

"No wonder my granddaughter calls you a stern old man. Things are not as serious as you think. It's just that the lady is a little too careless."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"Last night, I learned that my wife was coming, so I invited the chef of the most famous Michelin shop in Australia to prepare a sumptuous dinner. But the wife didn't even look at it. She went to the street stall and ate a lot of strange things. Food hygiene and personal safety, and the wife didn't seem to care much about it."

"During the day, I ate egg tarts, tofu, bamboo noodles, and water crab porridge with my wife. It was very cheap and even worse than the servant's lunch. Also, the lady's dining manner and sitting posture were a bit indecent, which required great changes."

"The friend who came with her wife also lacked the respect she deserved."

"So, what do you want to express."

Allen said a lot. Old John obviously didn't like this kind of behavior of reporting. He had no previous kindness when he spoke, and his tone became a little colder.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm kind, I just think that my wife needs to make a head-to-toe change."

"She is only 18 years old. She grew up in China and her curiosity about new things is something that humans are born with. Cheap doesn't mean anything. Maybe you can understand it as thrift. This is the tradition over there."

Old John seemed to be suppressing his anger, and the tone on the other end of the phone was not very good.

"Age is not a reason, nor is it from the origin. The wife's words and deeds represent our Wester, the inheritance of the glory of the Wester family for hundreds of years, and the top class of the corrupt country..."

"Shut up. Alan, you seem to have been away from home for a long time and have forgotten your identity."

"I haven't forgotten, I will never forget my days at Castle West."

"You forgot. What Madam wants to do, how, no need to judge others. Is it difficult to shut up those who say no? Allen, let your damn demeanor be to the point, you idiot."

"Don't say that, my brother, I..."

"Idiot, don't associate the glory of the West family with the pretentious manner, it makes me sick."

"Well, my brother, it's my fault that you won."

"idiot."

Old John hung up the phone in a daze. In Old John's opinion, it would be better to hire more people to teach his wife how to spend money than to hire a teacher of manners.

A few idiots in a row finally made Allen realize what he was wrong.

The lady's age made me involuntarily meet the younger generation.

It is the thing that most elders love to do the most to make the younger generation perfect according to their own ideas.

However, the wife and the younger generation are obviously not the same thing.

Status has never been related to age.

In the housekeeper’s building not far away, Old John and Allen said something on the phone, but Lin Ning, who was lying on the bed, didn’t know.

Lin Ning's mind is full of messy colors at this moment. He doesn't think he regrets it. If he doesn't sleep well, he will do some mobile phones.

On WeChat, Sister Xia didn't know what was in her mind. She sent herself a lot of photos of partial beauty for two consecutive days. The photos of various colors were blocked on WeChat one day. Lin Ning was not surprised.

I just casually scratched the chat record, and the sleepiness I had before disappeared without a trace.

I really don’t understand. It’s just a beauty salon, and Sister Xia doesn’t know how excited she is.

Lin Ning turned over and got out of bed with some annoyance, and the silk nightgown that naturally slid to the base of her legs was also a problem now.

It feels silky when worn, but it feels strange if you don’t wear it.

When he came out, Lin Ning regained his previous indifference. A British drama with subtitles closed, made Lin Ning dream in less than five minutes.

But I didn't expect that I didn't stop in my dreams.

Bikini that I tried during the day made a brilliant debut.

From French to lace-up, from front to back, from high waist to slit, the protagonist is all fucked by himself.

When putting on makeup, Lin Hong, who helped to take care of her hair, pointed to her ears and said with a good song with a smile.

For a moment, Lin Ning felt the face was so hot that she felt so embarrassed that she no longer needed to beat her blush.

On the way to the cloakroom, Lin Ning deliberately stepped on Lin Hong and kicked him hard, but he almost sprained his ankle. He didn't say anything, but Lin Hong didn't have anything to do.

It was still the same jeans, shirts, and corset underwear of the same color yesterday, which took a lot of time to adjust.

He took off all the earrings and watches, stepped on a pair of brand new Hermes angel white shoes, tied a knot on the hem of his shirt, Lin Ning raised his chin slightly, glared at Lin Hong, who was holding her smile, and was really angry.

Dill, wearing a pink vest, still stood straight at the entrance of the stairs, holding a pink towel in one hand, looking very respectful.

Lisa, who was in a pink dress, held Tu Tu in her arms, with a bright smile on her face, and she was really good-looking.

Lin Ning nodded with a smile, rubbed Tu Tu in Lisa's arms, and said yogurt.

"Yogurt is very lively, and Peter is playing in the garden."

Deer's Portuguese English pronunciation is hard to describe, and Lin Ning can understand the whole sentence of Wan and Pete. As for who Pit is, Lin Ning is not interested in knowing.

When the words were spoken, I felt really uncomfortable when I suddenly forgot the words. Lin Ning waved his hand and followed Deer to Building 2.

Through the tree-lined corridor, the magnificent villa is just for eating.

Lin Ning now has an intuitive understanding of the luxury of the old duke.

Lin Ning has no idea how long is the European dining table? It is the first time Lin Ning has met him when he speaks in the restaurant.

The long table is filled with exquisitely shaped vases and candlesticks, filled with various pink flowers and candles.

Even the embroidered tablecloth is a damn light pink.

Lin Ning picked up a piece of bacon and put it into her mouth. Alan, who was standing beside him, seemed to have changed his body, and he didn't cough, with a smile on his face and his jaws closed, looking as if he was always waiting, which was scary.

Lin Ning reached out to wipe the tablecloth, drank the milk in the cup, and habitually licked the milk stain on his lips with his tongue.

The light powder plate is very thin and the patterns are exquisite. It is the first time Lin Ning has seen the pink knife and fork and chopsticks. He feels so depressed that whoever uses it knows.

Fried eggs, ham, bacon, a few dried scallops, a small cheese lobster, the same thing is much better than the breakfast given by David.

The dessert after meals was an egg tart from Andrew's house, which was a big surprise. As for how it came about, Lin Ning didn't ask.

It was still early and the Aodao Tower was not open yet. Lin Ning was not in a hurry to do the task now. He was having breakfast leisurely and teasing Tutu from time to time with bacon.

After eating and drinking, when he got up and left, Allen suggested going to Villa No. 4 to see the gadgets collected by the old duke. Lin Ning waved his hand and rejected Allen's proposal without thinking.

The collection of a late old man, good or bad, is all his own, and there is no need to waste time.

After entering the main house, Lin Ning sat upright at the desk in the study and took the ironed newspaper from Allen.

There were not many words that I knew in the entire page of English. Lin Ning pretended to look at the pictures on the newspaper, tapping his fingers on the table, looking like he was thinking seriously.

Allen stood aside without saying a word. Lin Ning hesitated for a while and stopped thinking about flashing his phone.

A photo of a fired hospital in the newspaper reminded Lin Ning.

Lin Ning put down the newspaper, looked at Alan in front of him, and asked.

"How was Tony's outcome?"
To be continued...