The sunset on the edge of the sky is purple and red, and the setting sun reflects the clouds in the sky from below, which is very beautiful. Under the clear sky, seagulls hover in the port, and the tide on the seaside is dyed golden by the setting sun.
A group of armed men dressed in various costumes stood in front of a sea cliff. The two sides stood facing each other. After a long time, several carriages separated the crowd and slowly drove into the mansion on the sea cliff hill. At this time, the mansion was inside Candles are already on.
After the two parties from the five major chambers of commerce completed the inspection together, they slowly backed out and let the maids and attendants go in to prepare the dinner.
The sky was getting dark, and the wind was moist and slightly cool from the sea, but it was still very comfortable.
Roland Hill stood by the window, letting the breeze roll up his cuffs, pass between his fingers, brush his wrists, and then enter the lively hall.
Tonight, in this mansion, not only the high-level executives of the five major chambers of commerce gathered, but also other celebrities and neutral organizations from Hopelander were also invited, such as the former Cangqing singer, Mrs. Filia, and the leader of Bailan's cross sword, Master Helang. , Bishop Zhu Ya of the Pure White Church, and so on, naturally the former alchemist Zenep was also indispensable.
The lights in the hall were brilliant, and the celebrities who had experienced the fierce conflict a few days ago gradually relaxed at this moment. In their opinion, the Chamber of Commerce is mainly about making money. What can't they talk about? Can return to the prosperous and comfortable life as before.
In the increasingly lively hall, some violinists began to play. They were sitting in the corridor of the ring hall on the second floor. The sound of the piano began to sound, and the sound of wine glasses colliding from time to time was heard in the venue. among the crowd.
"You're still here, Miss Lacey."
Mei Lu was still wearing a light green dress and walked slowly. There was a man beside her, it was Gerd, who was wearing a black dress to protect her at the moment. Seeing Mei Lu and Lacey talking, she stopped walking. close, then stand aside.
"Isn't it lonely here alone?"
Mei Lu asked, and then stood with Roland Hill, looking at the seaside scenery outside the window.
"I'm not lonely. In fact, I like being alone, and I feel comfortable and comfortable."
"That's it, I can't do it anymore. I like the feeling of being with my family, relatives and friends. Even if I don't say anything, I will have a faint sense of happiness watching them talk and laugh." Mei Lu's eyes full of nostalgia.
"Really, I have very little experience with this emotion, because I am the only child in the family, my father is away all year round, and only my mother is with me. But my mother can't understand my feelings, and I often want to escape her love for me." Loren Hill recalled his past.
"Why run away, isn't love good?"
"Because this love contains too many expectations and is too heavy, I can't be the perfect child in their eyes."
"I can't work as hard, as hard, as tirelessly as my mother expected."
"I'm timid, I want to be lazy, I want to give up, but in the eyes of the elders, it's a shame and a shame."
"How can you give up at will, do you know how much I paid for you?"
"I can't refute such a great love, I can only work hard to live in discomfort and inferiority." Roland Hill lifted up the wind-ruffled hair.
"I can't see it, Lacey, do you also feel inferior?"
"Yes, I was almost never praised by my mother. She was always keenly aware of my weaknesses and exposed them."
"Mei Lu, do you know? All the children's reliance comes from their parents. If their parents never applaud them, it's a terrible thing."
Mei Lu seemed to understand a little, but continued to ask curiously.
"But you are very confident now, as if there is a kind of light shining on you."
"Giggle, no, it's not that powerful." Roland Hill covered his mouth and smiled.
"It does." Meru looked at Loren Hill in front of the window, her bright pupils reflected the candlelight in the hall, exuding a natural and peaceful atmosphere, which was a kind of calm pride and self-confidence, It's so radiant that one can't help but get caught up in it.
What exactly turned her into a butterfly
The banquet in the hall gradually reached its climax. Some people began to spin and dance in the ball. The fluffy skirts slowly floated as they rotated, like a blossoming lotus flower of various colors.
Many violinists on the second floor of the hall also played cheerful music, and the moving notes danced with the rhythm and everyone in the hall.
Adley and Wick of the Tisciones sat at a small table on the side with candlesticks and glasses.
"Why, don't you go to a dance with your fiancée?"
Wick looked at Feng Nao, who was surrounded by a group of girlfriends, and said to Aidley.
"If I go now, I'm afraid I'm going to lose face and ridicule." Adeley drank the deep red wine and smiled.
"Her character is easy to understand, and there will be time to coax her later."
"You're still so good at playing with girls' minds."
"What about Miss Lacey? Not infatuated now?" Wick continued.
"Well, she."
Aidley lifted the glass and looked at Loren Hill in the distance, letting his figure shake slightly in the field of vision through the wine red and transparent liquor.
"It's still so dazzling." He sighed and continued.
"As long as she is honest, she can still survive."
"But if she was so obedient, she wouldn't be so attractive to you," Wick added.
"yes."
"This reminds me of a sentence from the east, which is so apt."
"What?" Wick asked curiously.
"Bowl."
"That night, after I showed my kindness, she drank that glass of wine, her cheeks were flushed, her smile was like a flower, so touching."
Aidley's tone was ethereal, as if he was remembering and regretting.
"Will you be sincere too, Aidley?"
"Sincerely? If it is an extremely desired goal, it is indeed."
"Then will you be soft-hearted?"
"No, I can even kill her with my own hands."
"I can rest assured that."
Wick looked at his brother. The short black hair under the copper chandelier cast a faint shadow on his eyes, and the pupils of his eyes reflected the entire hall, as if he was thinking about something more distant.
Outside the brightly lit hall, Hopelander has entered the night, the stars are shining, and braziers are burning quietly on both sides of the avenue, which will illuminate the surroundings brightly. A black figure followed.
Jalink, the head of the Yagtilin family, was unwell, and his second son Daniel hosted the banquet and the subsequent negotiations tonight.
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