Chapter 72

On the right side of the hall. Egbert stood silently to the side, his finger holding a goblet, and he looked like he was casually admiring a mural on the wall.

A noblewoman dressed in a beautiful costume came over delicately, and stopped him with a wave of eyes, "Now there are only the two of us here, tonight's dance partner, I will choose you!"

Who doesn't wear a mask in high society? Her tone seemed to be a reluctant choice of this young man, but in fact, the most desired thing among all the people at the ball was to be able to dance with Egbert.

What she meant was clear, the woman present at the ball had the right to choose the man present to dance the first dance, and the other party had no right to refuse unless he already had a female partner.

He glanced at her, his clear eyes fell on the noble girl, and said coldly, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested!"

A young man with blond hair casually swept the hall through a crowd of people, and a couple of upper-class men and women who enjoyed the drunken gold were dancing on the dance floor.

Who is Egbert? He can ignore the rules of this circle.

He looked at the two of them at the ball, Alice and Julio were dancing and talking, she was smiling, the atmosphere between the two was very harmonious, and she had a sense of relaxation that she didn't have when she was with him.

"You, why are you so rude?" said the noblewoman in surprise.

"Does anyone have to dance to a ball?" he asked, a gentle smile on his lips, but more sarcastic, and his eyes on the man and woman in the middle of the dance floor in the hall. Even if he seems to be just a passerby, as long as he has enough strength, he can change the rules of the circle.

The end of a song.

Julio raised his eyes and glanced at the young man walking behind him, he walked over in a black straight dress, stood on Su Xiaoqi's left hand, stretched out his hand, and took the girl's hand from Julio's hand. The first dance lent Julio time for the time being, and now it was time for Alice to return to him.

Giulio looked sideways, swapping dance partners, but there was a dance partner swapping around him? Giulio let go of his hand, the guy who didn't play according to the rules.

"Come back to your senses. Alan whispered to her, "Be attentive when dancing with me." The conductor raised his baton high, and a cheerful and enthusiastic new song resounded through the hall!

She was stunned, when did he learn to dance? Maybe in the four years they were separated, Alan had long been different from the technical nerd boy who stayed in the house and buried himself in reading. She didn't know that Alan would dance with her, and she didn't have time to think about it.

The young man supported her body, driving graceful dance steps, beautiful pupils, as if a silent whirlpool would be involved in it, and the brilliance of the crystal chandelier above her head was like a little streamer on the surface of the lake slowly descending.

He accommodated her steps, gently but firmly led her, swaying and dancing, and several times she stepped on the wrong step in embarrassment, and Alan hid it without leaving a trace under the gaze of everyone.

Until she gradually forgot that the eyes of the men and women in the venue were looking at herself and the men beside her, the figures of the two people rippled in the light of the crystal lamp.

His eyes looked at her so focused, she was in a trance for a moment, as if only the person in front of her, his eyes were deep and gloomy, he was the most real.

The bright light fell on her long black eyelashes, and it had nothing to do with her how the feast was staggered in this world, or how her eyes were staring.

Until the end of the song, he still held her in his arms, and the hot air spewed hit her neck, and said, "It seems that whether it's kissing or dancing with me, we have a good match." โ€

She blinked, and then she reacted, and it seemed that it was... Was he teasing her?, she immediately shook off his hand, turned her head, and walked to the other side of the room.

When she came to the corridor, Su Xiaoqi realized that every noble girl would be accompanied by one or two of the same clan, and secretly speculated whether they were here to see?

In order to avoid Alan, she went into the locker room and simply couldn't get out. Even if you are inevitably caught in a relationship, you don't want to be firmly held in your hands by the other party, and you want to clarify this chaotic relationship.

The young man was behind him, and he thought it was funny to see her childish behavior, was it useful to hide in there?

It wasn't until the end of the dance that she sneaked out of the dressing room, thinking that Alan hadn't seen her slip out.

A waiter came up and said, "Mr. Giulio, please go upstairs." โ€

She followed the waiter up the stairs on the left, to the innermost room, where she saw Giulio sitting at a long table.

The young man stood up and said, "At the ball, when I turned back to look for you, I saw that you were gone. โ€

"Are you hiding from us?"

"I didn't hide from you. She shook her head, embarrassed to see the smile in Julio's eyes.

The young man asked, "Is that him?"

She realized that the one Julio was referring to was Alan. "Hmm. โ€

"You don't like him?" asked the young man.

Julio kept a graceful smile as always: "There are very few women like him who don't like it, don't you see some of the women here tonight glaring at you with jealous eyes?"

She blushed slightly, "It's not good at all, I feel like I've become a catfish and it's been grilled." โ€

Julio raised his eyebrows inquiringly and looked Su Xiaoqi up and down, "Why?"

"Probably...... A small catfish in the sea can only attract a large whale passing by. She said wryly.

"Hehe," he smiled lightly, "you won't be a 'catfish'." โ€

"Huh?" she was surprised.

"You're not that type of girl. Giulio knew that if Caterina was like those girls, she would have stuck to him. The two can abandon their identities to communicate, which is also their true temperament, and no matter how deviant her thoughts are, she is very considerate, honest and cautious.

"Besides, isn't it me?" he said.

She was slightly mistaken in her eyes, and later, she changed the subject. Julio chatted with her about the most beautiful tourist spots in the neighborhood.

"After a while, I'll take you to Long Beach. Giulio turned his head to look out the castle window.

"It's a pity that the sea is starting to get cold now. A magnetic, pleasant voice suddenly came from behind him.

She turned her head, and saw that Alan was wearing a hand-cut black dress, a white shirt, casual and elegant, with a tie tied at the neckline, he was slender, his hands were on his chest, and he pulled the two back from fantasy with a cold and rational language.

"I have something to say to Alice. Alan walked up to Su Xiaoqi and glanced at Julio lightly, but he was embarrassed to ask you to avoid it.

Julio smiled slightly, "Egbert has something to say first, I can wait outside the door." With that, he gave her a reassuring look, turned and walked out of the room.

"When are you leaving?" asked the young man's clear voice.

"I'll probably leave in a few days. She wouldn't give him a time, what if he picked him up and something happened on the road again?

Alan glanced at her and said, "I'm leaving here tomorrow." โ€

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief that she didn't have to go back with Alan.

Su Xiaoqi entered the room of the castle and pushed open the door of a living room, in which there was a mirror decorated with classical copper patterns with a three-fold face, and the bright mirror reflected the light from different angles.

Her gaze turned to Nuoda's desk, where there were still old scrolls, with beautiful covers like yellowed parchments, and she picked them up and flipped through a few pages, one of which was Bacon's On Luck.

She looked closelyโ€”"The god of fate deserves our veneration, at least for the sake of her two daughters, one named self-confidence and the other glory." They are all born of luck, the former is born in the heart of the self, and the latter is born in the mind of others. โ€

"The wise man does not boast of his success, but gives the glory to the 'gift of fate'. The Athenian Temosus always said of his accomplishments: 'This is not a result of luck. As a result, nothing went smoothly after him. โ€

"History shows that those who attribute their success entirely to themselves often end up unhappily. There are some people in the world who are as lucky as Homer's verses, but the reason for this luck can be found in their personalities. โ€

In fact, only great people can be blessed by fate. โ€

As she read this, she suddenly felt someone come in and looked up.

Alan sat down in a chair and looked at her.

She tilted her head sideways, and her heart jumped violently, and the young man in the chair opposite had too strong a sense of zร i.

Alan got up from his chair, walked in front of her, leaned โ–ก suddenly lifted Su Xiaoqi's chin. "Look at me," his voice was at once full of noble magnificence, but with an implied command.

He hadn't missed Su Xiaoqi's eyes with happiness and relaxation when he learned that he was leaving, "You want me to go, don't you?"

"Yes. Su Xiaoqi said bluntly, "Allen, you shouldn't waste any more time on me. โ€

"Really? I don't think so. The young man met her gaze, and the clear gaze slid over her brow, and the long, silky black hair rested on her lips.

"Why don't you be honest with yourself?" he whispered, "Alice, you have feelings for me, don't you?"

She reacted, vowing that she couldn't let him do this every time, and if he kissed it like last time, she would slap him in the face.

But Egbert didn't move.

After a moment of silence, he spoke: "Rest well, don't think too much." โ€

Su Xiaoqi didn't feel good at all, she could clearly feel his gaze, and finally landed on her pink lips, making her lips feel hot.

He didn't do anything, but she only felt that her cheeks and neck were hot.

Obviously she didn't kiss, but she seemed to have been kissed by him for a long time.

Julio walked into the room and saw the scene, where Egbert and Caterina stood face to face, the two silent, her eyelashes slowly lowering, their long black lashes casting a shadow over her white face.

The young man got up and walked out the door, and at the same time, Giulio approached, and Egbert glanced at Giulio, who staggered past him.

Giulio only glanced inside to know the secret affection between the two, but he could also see that Caterina was resisting.

However, how could he let this person get what he wanted.

Hundreds of years ago, the Medici family, like the Roseschild family, the Morgan family, the Rockefeller family, etc., controlled the financial and banking industry, and had strong wealth control ability and social influence.

For the past few hundred years, the Medici family has been the true uncrowned king of Florence, and its power has swept through Italy and Europe.

To take Caterina away from him would have to at least prove some kind of determination and the willingness of a man to pay for it, and without that, he would not have given Caterina to this man.

Although his family has manipulated politics and is a top aristocracy, in essence, it is a financial family that is good at calculating and intrigue.

"How about we go for a walk in the garden?" asked Julio, turning back to her.