The small town of Eddy is the most beautiful and ancient mountain town on the French Riviera. Because the way the houses are built on the rock wall is very similar to that of eagles building their nests, it is also known as the "Eagle's Nest Village". The famous philosopher and essayist Nietzsche once visited here to seek inspiration, thus leaving a Nietzsche path. The entire town is legendary and romantic.
In an exquisite and elegant villa adjacent to the coast, lying on the soft bed by the window of the master room, was a young man who was not very handsome, but had an upright face. The salty sea breeze blows outside the window, and the afternoon sun shines in. It hit his mature and charming side face.
His name is Xiao Zheng.
This is the cabin in a small French town that he once told Tina.
It's said to be a hut, but it's actually two stories high. Four or five rooms. It was purchased from a wealthy businessman for half a million euros. All in all, it can be doubled by now. Make a small profit.
At this time, Xiao Zheng was still in a coma, and he was also in a very chaotic dreamland. Sometimes it floats back to the orphanage, and sometimes it floats around the world, like a duckweed, not knowing where it is going.
Pictures flashed through his mind, and familiar faces passed by. He vaguely heard the laughter of Ma Yingjun and others, and occasionally Jessica's gentle but serious warnings came. I don't know if the dream was confused with reality, or if he didn't wake up in the first place.
Later, Xiao Zheng's dream drifted back to Mingzhu, and returned to the villa that he was familiar with and felt extremely cordial to. Lin Huayin's name was no longer the only one on the property deed, he was also added. Moreover, he was ranked in front of Lin Huayin. It seemed that only in this way could his vanity be satisfied.
Unconsciously, countless scenes of getting along with Lin Huayin flashed through his mind, sometimes smiling, sometimes laughing, until a face full of tears suddenly turned around, looking at Xiao Zheng with heartache and despair. He suddenly woke up and exclaimed: "Old Lin!"
Xiao Zheng, who had been in a coma for three days and three nights, finally woke up. He had an infusion in his arm and had changed into clean pajamas. The sunshine outside the window is not dazzling, and it is warm on my body. Occasionally, the seagulls passing by gave out their free calls. It's like being in a paradise, and your body and mind are greatly relaxed.
"Owner!"
Suddenly, Jessica's gentle and uncontrollable excited voice came from the door. He walked forward quickly, a warm smile appeared on his elegant but slightly mature face: "You are finally awake!"
Jessica.
Former British royal butler. The housekeeper responsible for the daily life of the prince and princess. In the field of butlers, he is definitely the best in the world and can be ranked among the top three powerful people. Due to a palace struggle, Jessica became a prisoner and was rescued by Xiao Zheng by chance. And because he had nowhere to stay, Xiao Zheng left this once-famous butler-level figure in a small villa in France. On the one hand, it provides shelter for Jessica, and on the other hand, it takes care of the house for Xiao Zheng. As his last resort.
Everything that happened in Mingzhu and even Yanjing was completely unexpected by Xiao Zheng before returning home. He was even prepared to be unable to adapt to urban life and return to Eddie's small town to live happily in the world. But who would have thought that Xiao Zheng is already worth billions and the dignified second-in-command of the ENN Group. A successful person who has a place in Yanjing
Not seen for three years, Jessica, who is already in her early forties, still does not look old. The whole person is full of energy and well-dressed. Although it is not as magnificent as the British royal family, even if the most stringent esthete were to pick the bones, they would not be able to find anything wrong with Jessica.
"Jessica. Long time no see." Xiao Zheng rubbed his still swollen head and said with a dry mouth. "Get me a glass of water. I'm so thirsty."
"Master, wait a minute." Jessica came to the coffee table nearby and asked quite carefully while pouring water for Xiao Zheng. "Master. Your good friends came here two days ago. They knew you were fine, but they actually spent the whole day eating and drinking in the house and living a drunken life. I warned them many times to keep their voices down and not to wake them up. You. They don't care at all."
"It's okay." Xiao Zheng took the tea cup and didn't rush to drink it all in one go. Instead, he took a few sips and leaned on the backrest to ask. "Where's Tina? Is she okay?"
"Miss Tina has fully recovered." Jessica said slowly. "She just suffered some insignificant trauma. As long as she is treated properly, she will recover quickly. Unlike you, if I had arrived a few hours later, you might have died in the wild."
"Don't scare people." Xiao Zheng rolled his eyes and said. "You have to arrive a few hours later. Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."
Jessica said: "Fortunately, your body has always been strong. Although the injury was serious this time, after several adjustments, it is almost better now. But - why did you go to the Holy See? Who did you fight against? So seriously injured? As far as I know, although there are many experts in the Holy See, the only one who can really pose a threat to you is Bishop Soros."
Jessica was puzzled. Ma Yingjun and others couldn't stand Jessica's rather mysophobic temperament and refused to spend more time with him. Tina is even less talkative and only cares about when Xiao Zheng wakes up every day. I don't even want to talk to him.
So to this day, he still doesn't know who Xiao Zheng is fighting against.
"That's Soros." Xiao Zheng put down his teacup and said with a smile. "This old boy's God's Hand is truly well-deserved. He beat me half to death with one move. If I hadn't been thick-skinned and thick-skinned, I would have been shocked to death by him on the spot."
"Really Soros!?" Jessica smacked her tongue. "His Hand of God is a magical skill that is famous in the West!"
Jessica once worked for the British royal family and is very familiar with European countries. She is also very familiar with the souls of the Holy See such as Soros. It can be said that he has a wide range of knowledge and can be called an all-rounder.
Xiao Zheng smiled and said rather arrogantly: "No matter how powerful you are, you will still be chopped by my knife."
Jessica smiled slightly and praised: "My master is unparalleled in the world, Soros is certainly no match for you." After a pause, he said with a confused look on his face. "But since you killed Soros, why didn't the Holy See react at all?"
"Joseph Han has long been hoping that Soros will fall into the arms of God. How can he go out and make trouble in such a big way? Of course, cover it up if you can, and make it as small as possible if you can't. Everything should focus on the overall situation." Xiao Zheng meant. Said deeply.
After witnessing the disputes within the Holy See, he finally understood that where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes. Even the Holy See, which is known as a holy place, is no exception.
Jessica nodded and was about to say something when Tina's low but excited voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Yes!"
Her face was tired, but her eyes were shining.
Just an hour ago, she was persuaded by Jessica to take a nap. But after lying down for an hour unable to sleep, she got up again.
But she never expected that when she got up this time, she saw Xiao Zheng sitting in the sun, talking cordially with Jessica.
For a moment, she felt like a dream and cried with joy.