Chapter 933 (1/2)

Fort grira.

Rachmaninov's Symphonic dance, as he said, tonight's protagonist is Lin Shijin. Everyone stood in a spiral decreasing arrangement around a central store, one after another trying to squeeze forward to please.

Miss jialina swayed around the banquet hall for a few times. She couldn't squeeze into Lin Shijin. Did she find Yun jou Jia, Lin Lin and others? Within half an hour, she left the back door with a blonde male model.

”This English cider has a low degree. Why don't I go and ask the bartender for two bottles of gryfield?”

Yun jou Chia hiccupped and stayed in the tavern all day. She didn't make progress. Her drinking capacity rose slowly. ”No, I'd better go back to bed so late. There's all kinds of wine at home.”

The tree is casual. It seems that the only task tonight is to accompany her.

The man walked downstairs with his hands in his pockets. ”Indeed, it's more convenient at home.”

”It's not. If you drink too much later, you'll be in trouble if you make any contradiction with Miss Parfait.”

Avoiding the bustling and bright dance hall, they walked back to the door along the golden road. The surrounding temperature dropped sharply. The trees took off their gray coats and put them on her. They wrapped her in clothes with cold fragrance.

”Yes, this kind of trouble can be less.”

”Then you didn't talk to pafei to solve the misunderstanding between you?”

He didn't care about shaking his head. ”People's understanding of someone is deep-rooted in the bottom of their heart. No matter how the people around them persuade them, they can't change easily, unless there is something groundshaking and conclusive evidence.”

”Good or bad?”

The peach blossom eyes blinked and repeated, ”good or bad.”

”What degree of things will happen?”

”There must be a way in front of the mountain. I talked about them all night. Change the topic.”

Yun jou Chia grinned. ”Then talk about what wine to drink in the evening?”

”I heard from grandma that there was a bottle of 1984 in the cellar...”

The words suddenly stopped. As soon as the tree reached out and grabbed the collar of his coat, he reacted quickly and stood directly against the wall.

Before Yun jou Chia could ask anything, she suddenly heard the conversation before the meeting.

”When did Mr. Rupert become so timid? My God, you can't be a man? You are a bastard, a garbage, a maggot that should die in the garbage（ (English)

”You should be responsible for what you did wrong. I should even shoot you（ (English)

The sound of conversation, angry scolding and slapping came from the small lounge in front. Yun jou Chia easily identified pafei's voice from inside. Looking up, the trees were also full of helplessness. It really should be the enemy's narrow road.

The two men looked with their heads. There were several people sitting on the small sofa group, pafi, Blanche and three men. Opposite them, they knelt on the ground. A man with red and black curly hair and a suit.

The tree fell suddenly, and the whole breath sounded in his ear. ”The man sitting next to Blanche is Mrs. Diana's second son, Henry.”

”What about the rest?”

”It doesn't matter. Those two men are Henry's minions.”

The dialogue over there continued. The nobles tried their best to condemn the crime that the man in front should go to hell. The reason why he could live in the world was due to the mercy of the Lord.

The tree tilted his head and thought, ”this man looks familiar, but I can't remember.”