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

If even the birthday is fake, then the behavior of buying a watch and a cake last night is too ridiculous.

But if it's true or not, Tony is trying to figure something.

Lin Ning is very sensitive, Lin Ning's heart has always been very small, there are few people who believe it, Tony is one of the few people that Lin Ning is willing to make friends with his heart.

If Tony told himself directly that he was looking for help from himself, he would not stay out of the matter, why bother making such a fuss as he is now, Lin Ning didn't know what to say for a while.

Disappointed, sort of.

Be angry, I can't talk about it.

People, to a greater or lesser extent, have selfish intentions and have their own secrets.

I don't know when many people have lost their honesty and are used to doing one thing in a twist and turn, and the result is good and bad.

Lin Ning was a little lost, muttered a lot about the past acquaintance with Tony, his face was not very good, and Lin Hong on the side didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to drink a lot of wine with him.

When he entered the bathroom, Lin Ning was still babbling about feeding the dog with a sincere heart.

Lin Ning, who removed his makeup, took a shower, changed his pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom, seemed to have figured it out, smiled and waved his hand to signal Lin Hong to bring him to the door, lying on his side on the bed, swiping his mobile phone.

Alan of the housekeeper's building was not idle at this time, and after learning from the head servant Dill that the lights in the main house were turned off, Allen, who had been sitting on the sofa, got up and entered the study.

A transatlantic phone call went straight to Westcastle, the corrupt country, and Old John's angry voice soon appeared on that part of the phone.

"I, my brother, is Madame alright?"

"Madame is good, just ...... Something needs to change. ”

Alan rubbed his eyebrows, hesitated, and told his thoughts bluntly.

After all, he has never met his wife, and the communication between the two is only phone calls and emails, and his knowledge of his wife is limited, so naturally he is not as good as what Allen has seen with his own eyes.

What's more, Alan is not a person without a purpose, so Old John stroked his delicate mustache and asked directly.

"Tell me what Madame has done on Ao Island. ”

As if suddenly remembering something, Old John did not wait for Alan to speak, and continued.

"Before I say that, I must solemnly remind you that she is a lady, a future duke, and you must be responsible for every word you say. ”

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

"No wonder my granddaughter calls you old-fashioned old man, it's not as serious as you think. It's just that Madame is a little too informal. ”

"Oh? ”

"When I learned last night that my wife was coming, I asked the chef of the most famous Michelin-starred restaurant on the island to prepare a sumptuous dinner, but my wife didn't even look at it, went to the roadside stall, and ate a lot of strange things. Food hygiene, personal safety, Mrs. doesn't seem to care much. ”

"During the day, I accompanied my wife to eat egg tarts, bean curd, bamboo noodles, and water crab porridge, which were very cheap and not even as good as the maid's lunch. Also, Madame's dining posture and sitting posture are a little indecent, and they need to be changed a lot. ”

"The friend who came with Madame also had less respect for Madame. ”

"So, what do you want to express. ”

Alan said a lot, and Old John obviously didn't like this kind of behavior of making small reports. When he spoke, he lost his previous cordiality, and his tone was a little colder.

"Don't get me wrong, I mean well, I just think Madame needs to make a head-to-toe change. ”

"She's only 18 years old. She grew up in China, and her curiosity about new things is innate. Cheap doesn't mean anything, maybe you can understand it as thrift, which is the tradition there. ”

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

"Age is not a reason, nor is origin. Madame's words and deeds represent our West, the inheritance of the West's glory for hundreds of years, and the top ...... of the Corrupt Country."

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

"I haven't forgotten, and I'll never forget, my days at Westcastle. ”

"You forgot. What the lady wants to do and how to do it does not need to be judged by others. Is it hard to shut up those who say no? Alan, to hell with your goddamn manners, you idiot. ”

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

"Fool, don't associate the glory of the West family with pretentiousness, it makes me sick. ”

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

"Idiot. ”

Old John hung up the phone angrily. In Old John's opinion, it is better to hire a teacher of manners than to hire more people who teach his wife to spend money.

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

Madame's age made her involuntarily match with the juniors.

Can't wait for the younger generation to become perfect according to their own ideas, which is the favorite thing for most elders to do.

However, the lady and the juniors are obviously not the same thing.

Status has never been about age.

In the housekeeper's building not far away, what Old John and Alan said on the phone, Lin Ning, who was lying on the bed, didn't know.

Lin Ning's mind was full of messy colors at this time, not to mention how much he regretted it, and he didn't sleep well to brush his mobile phone.

In WeChat, Sister Xia didn't know what was in her head, and sent herself a lot of local beauty photos for two days in a row.

just casually swiped the chat history, and the previous bit of sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

I really don't understand, it's just a beauty salon, and Sister Xia doesn't know what to be excited about.

Lin Ning turned over and got out of bed a little irritably, and the silk nightdress that naturally slipped down to the root of his legs was also a trouble at this time.

Wear it, it's silky to the touch, and if you don't wear it, it's weird.

Lin Ning glanced at the direction of the bathroom, it was destined to be a singing night.

The bathroom with its own reverberation, the humming of the double Jay Hey, I have to say, the female voice is really a good skill.

When he came out, Lin Ning returned to his previous indifference, a British drama with subtitles off, and in less than five minutes, Lin Ning fell asleep.

But I didn't think about it, and I didn't stop much in my dreams.

The bikinis that I tried during the day are shining in turn.

From French to lacing, from front to back, from high waist to slit, the protagonist is all himself.

How uncomfortable it is to get up in the morning, only you know, after all, the more expensive the underwear, the better his wrapping.

When putting on makeup, Lin Hong, who was helping to take care of her hair, pointed to her ears and said with a smile that her singing voice was good.

In an instant, Lin Ning's face was hot, and his heart was panicked, and he didn't need to hit his blush.

On the way to the cloakroom, Lin Ning deliberately stepped on Lin Hong so hard that he almost broke his foot, and it hurt so much that he didn't say anything, but Lin Hong didn't have anything.

It's still yesterday's jeans, shirts, and corset of the same color, and a lot of time has been wasted in adjustment.

The earrings and watches were all taken off, and he stepped on a pair of brand-new Hermes Angel white shoes, the hem of the shirt was knotted, Lin Ning raised his chin slightly, and glared at Lin Hong, who was holding back a smile, and he was really angry.

Diel, who was wearing a pink vest, was still standing straight at the top of the stairs, holding a pink towel in one hand, looking very respectful.

Lisa, who was in a pink dress on the side, was holding Tu Tu in her arms, with a bright smile on her face, and her figure was really good enough.

Lin Ning smiled and nodded, rubbed the Tutu in Lisa's arms, and said a word of yogurt.

"The yogurt was lively and Peter was playing in the garden with him. ”

Deere's Portuguese English pronunciation is difficult to describe, Lin Ning understood a play and Pete in a whole sentence, as for who Pete is, Lin Ning is not interested in knowing.

When the words come to my lips, I suddenly forget the words, and it feels really uncomfortable. Lin Ning waved his hand, followed Dier, and went to Building No. 2.

Passing through the tree-lined corridors, a palatial whole villa, just for eating.

Lin Ning also had an intuitive understanding of the old duke's extravagance at this time.

How long is the European-style dining table, Lin Ning has no idea, and the restaurant has an echo when he speaks, and Lin Ning has met it for the first time.

The long table is filled with beautifully shaped vase candlesticks, filled with various pink flowers and candles.

Even the embroidered tablecloth was a damn pale pink.

Lin Ning pinched a slice of bacon and put it in his mouth, and Allen, who was standing on the side, seemed to be a different person, he didn't cough or say anything, with a smile on his face, his jaw was closed, and he looked like he was waiting at any time, which was strange and scary.

Lin Ning reached out and wiped it on the tablecloth, drank the milk in the cup, and habitually licked the milk stains on his lips with his tongue.

The pale pink plate is very thin, the pattern is very exquisite, the pink knives and forks and chopsticks, Lin Ning is still the first time to see it, how depressed he is in his heart, who knows who uses it.

Omelette, ham, bacon, a few scallops, a small cheese lobster, the same thing, it was much better than the breakfast David gave him.

The dessert after the meal was Andrew's egg tart, which was a big surprise, but as for how it came, Lin Ning didn't ask.

It's still early, the Aodao Tower hasn't opened yet, Lin Ning is not in a hurry to do the task at this time, he eats breakfast leisurely, and from time to time he carries bacon and teases Xia Tu.

After eating and drinking, when he got up to leave, Alan proposed to go to Villa No. 4 to see the old duke's collection of gadgets, Lin Ning waved his hand and rejected Allen's proposal without thinking about it.

A deceased old man's collection, good or bad, is his own or not, and there is no need to waste time at all.

Entering the main house, Lin Ning sat at the desk in the study and took the ironed newspaper from Allen's hand.

There were few words in English on the whole page, Lin Ning pretended to look at the pictures in the newspaper, his fingers tapped on the table, and he looked like he was thinking seriously.

Alan stood aside without saying a word, Lin Ning hesitated again and again, and broke off the idea of swiping his phone.

A photo of a hospital on fire in the newspaper gave Lin Ning a wake-up call.

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

"How's it going to turn out over Tony?"

"It's out, it's all here. ”

As Alan spoke, he stepped forward and tapped the calfskin folder that had been placed on the desk with his hand.

Lin Ning nodded, waved his hand, and waited for Alan to leave the study before picking up the folder.

A few 4 sheets, more than a dozen photos, and the personal information on the first page made Lin Ning laugh out loud.

Tony's real name is actually Wang Dazhuang, which is really unexpected.

The information is very detailed, after all, Tony is just a fashion celebrity, and it is really not difficult to check a snake like Allen.

From his girlfriend, to his lover, to Tony himself, Lin Ning thought about countless possibilities last night, but he never thought that Tony's most important person was actually his daughter.

Tony, whose real name is Wang Dazhuang, gender, male, 38 years old, has an 8-year-old daughter, Wang Zichen.

In an accident four years ago, I thought it was just a small bump, but I never thought that Wang Zichen, who went to the hospital, was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia not long after.

When he got the diagnosis, how devastated Tony was, Lin Ning didn't know how much Tony had done in the past four years, and it was in the file in Lin Ning's hand.

Four years ago, Tony gave his daughter a bone marrow transplant and stem cell transplant on Ao Island, but because it was not a perfect match, the follow-up situation was not optimistic.

When the stem cells were transfused back to his daughter, Wang Zichen's body has been abnormal, and the chances of surviving this patient with severe rejection are very slim, and from that day on, Tony's WeChat name was changed to not saying goodbye.

In the four-year anti-rejection and anti-infection treatment, Wang Zichen had double the pain.

The persistence of the father and daughter was not in vain, Wang Zichen survived the most dangerous stage of recurrence, and the blood in his whole body also changed from the original type to Tony's type.

The operation was very successful, and I thought that the matter would end successfully, but I didn't think that Wang Zichen had severe liver failure due to graft-versus-host disease, and the only way was liver transplantation.

After more than two years of conservative treatment, a small probability of recovery did not come to the heads of the father and daughter, plasma was exchanged dozens of times, and Tony did not wait for a suitable foreign aid to donate his liver.

The tattoo on the ring finger is the deadline that Tony has set for himself, and he can't wait for it to be on his own.

Birthdays are real, and I don't do my hair because I don't have hair.

The reason for leaving is that Wang Zichen suddenly deteriorated yesterday and is currently preparing for a liver transplant.

Whether Wang Zichen can pass this hurdle, Lin Ning doesn't know.

How sad Tony was to lose his daughter, Lin Ning could imagine.

Lin Ning didn't know how dangerous a liver transplant was, and he didn't know how many more years he could live after surgery, let alone whether Wang Zichen's other organs would have problems even if his liver was better.

Lin Ning only knew that he was relieved of Tony's use and concealment.

Lin Ning rubbed his reddened eyes, he really couldn't associate Tony, who had a bright smile and was talking about people, calling big baby, with Wang Dazhuang in the document.

Nothing can be greater than a father's dedication to his daughter, Lin Ning even regretted it a little at this time, regretting letting Alan go to Chatony.

Everyone has their own secrets, Tony's secret is his daughter, and his own secret is the system.

Lin Ning glanced at the system, and in the inventory, the pink bottle of life elixir was so dazzling at this time.

There is nothing wrong with improving your physique and restoring your vitality. The immediate effect is a big problem.

A disease that has not been cured for four years, a bottle of medicine with an unknown source can be cured, which is too terrifying.

There are so many people with leukemia in the world, and there are countless doctors, nurses, and patients that Tony's father and daughter have met in the past four years.

Wang Zichen, who recovered in an instant, brought shock, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there will be endless troubles.

A bottle of potion obtained by accident was more like a soul torture for Lin Ning at this moment.

The saddest thing is that Lin Ning didn't even have anyone to consult.

Lin Ning sighed, tilted his head slightly, inhaled his nose, silently closed the folder, and looked at the life potion in the inventory in a daze.

To give, or not to give, ww. Lin Ning couldn't make up his mind.

On the other side of the island, in the simple and bright single room, Tony, who was wearing a brand new hospital gown and a hospital information bracelet, was trembling and telling the story to the skinny little girl on the bed.

The photo on the bedtable on the side is Wang Zichen's appearance when he is healthy, the fluffy white little princess gauze skirt, the shawl with Qi bangs tied with a red bow, the white and pure little girl has big eyes, a delicate face, a round face, with a bright smile, very beautiful.

Wang Zichen looked at his father who was crying, mustered up all his strength, struggled upward, and said softly.

"In the next life, I want my father to be my child, and I will protect you. ”

"Good. ”

Tony smiled and nodded, and when he turned around, he wiped his tears without a trace and opened his mouth, but the previous fairy tale could not be told.

"Give her more cuts of my liver. ”

These were the first words Tony said when he left the room.

"I'm fine, as long as she's good, it's fine. ”

This is the second sentence.

"Cut more, cut more to her, please. ”

This is the most common phrase Tony says during the surgical evaluation.

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