"Matthew Charles Dunlop!" Edith shouted in full rage, her tense voice and tense face clearly showing the fact that she was on the verge of losing control.

But Matthew didn't care, put the glass of whiskey in his hand on the coffee table in front of Lan Li, and then took a glass of whiskey, turned around and sat down opposite, that unhurried movement had clearly shown that he didn't care, and then he added, "I'm stating the facts." You should be aware of this yourself. ”

Matthew's restrained but clear eyes raised slightly, "Otherwise, when you chose to officially debut at the premiere of the Lanli movie, you wouldn't have put on a look of death." Because you know, his very existence is a problem, and this question is going to cause an uproar in London. ”

Sharp, accurate, sharp, straightforward, ruthless.

Matthew's complaining and taunting didn't leave room to maneuver, and fiercely uncovered Edith's wounds, leaving no emotion at all, which made Edith's eyes widen angrily, and she glared at Matthew, "Man, you should stay away from Lan Li, you've been taken by him now." ”

"Hey, I didn't say a word. Lan Li began to protest loudly.

When this sentence was spoken, the blue rite was the blue rite, and the traces of Levien seemed to have quietly disappeared. After all, the two characters around me tonight are really too familiar and too familiar, and all the ways of getting along are too comfortable, and before you know it, you are back on the track of habit.

Edith rolled her eyes widely, turned her head to look at Lan Li, and put on a questioning interrogation look, "What about you? Do you think so too?" thinks that Chris Evans is full of problems, and thinks that Hollywood background is the problem.

Lan Li pursed the corners of his lips, "Prince Harry is still dashing now. ”

Prince Harry is undoubtedly an alternative among the aristocracy, spending all day drinking, mingling in the circle of models and actors, and landing on six pages of headlines once every three or five days on average, becoming the focus of discussion among the public.

"And André Hamilton. Matthew added.

Lan Li nodded in affirmation, "And Andre." ”

Edith almost didn't change in one breath, "You actually compare me to Harry?" Edith looked left and right, but didn't find the weapon in her hand, so she simply raised her leg and kicked Lan Li hard in the calf, and unexpectedly, this time Lan Li didn't dodge, and just kicked it solidly.

Edith was a little surprised, but still grumbled her neck and complained, "Hell, won't you dodge? God, your muscles are too hard, I'm going to hurt!"

Lan Li didn't refute, just nodded obediently, "I'm sorry." ”

It is rare to see that Lan Li is so well-behaved, without complaining or sneering, Edith is also full of helplessness, glaring at Lan Li fiercely, "I don't need your sympathy." You know, I hate sympathy and pity above all. She knew that Lan Li must be deeply sympathetic, which is why she is so kind!

Lan Li's face was full of innocence, "Are you sure you don't have a special penchant for abuse?" but the words came out, and then he regretted it, "Forget it, you don't need to tell me." Then Lan Li caught Matthew's eyes, and he shrugged, "I know, I know, I regret it." ”

He wasn't at all curious about Edith's boudoir secrets, and he didn't want to know about them at all.

Edith, who was sitting next to her, also laughed angrily and let out a long breath. After all the negative emotions were vented, the whole person relaxed, and gently shook the whiskey glass in his hand, the amber light and shadow kept flowing, "I really like him." ”

He is Chris Evans.

Among the upper class and the aristocracy, prejudice and discrimination on the basis of gender still objectively exist. If it weren't Edith today, but Lance or Arthur, it would have been a very different story.

Rarely, Edith's eyebrows added a touch of loneliness, carefully revealing a trace of vulnerability.

"Then fight to the end. Lan Li said with a smile.

Edith came back to her senses, her eyebrows raised slightly, this small movement could vaguely catch Lan Li's shadow, and the charm between her eyebrows was still faintly similar, proving the identity of their brother and sister, "Shouldn't you persuade me to give up?"

"Do you want to be Elph?" was Lan Li's reply.

Edith couldn't help but look at Lan Li's eyes seriously, and Lan Li also met her gaze generously.

There is a hint of perseverance and affirmation hidden in the depths of those calm eyes, as if all those thorny problems are no longer troublesome, and resolutely and resolutely get rid of entanglements and shackles, and then let go and chase after the real self. Such a look is really too familiar, and it is completely Lan Li's style.

Edith laughed dumbly.

She knew that no matter what choice she made, Lan Li would stand firmly behind her, not because he was a member of the Hall family, nor because she had supported his choice, but because he trusted her judgment and decision, and because he believed in her truth and self.

A faint warmth slipped through his heart, and the expression between his eyebrows relaxed, but he didn't say it between his words. A look is enough, "You shouldn't say that about Elph. ”

"I don't think she'll mind. Lan Li didn't care.

Human beings are emotional creatures, and they often choose the latter between reason and emotion, even if they know that they should believe in the former, but it is still difficult to get rid of the shackles of the latter. But in order to maintain their manners and decency, as well as dignity and pride, the aristocracy often insisted on the former, even if the cold reason deeply hurt their feelings.

If it was Elf who was facing such a problem today, she would have cut through the mess and ended the relationship.

Everyone has their own choices, and everyone will bear their own choices. Rightly or wrongly.

Inexplicably, a figure flashed in Lan Li's mind, Rooney Mara. He was a little curious, if it was Rooney, how would she choose?

"So, what the hell did they do?" Retracting his thoughts, Lan Li continued to ask the question, "Don't tell me, they have a private party for you?" and then Lan Li saw Edith roll her eyes helplessly, he chuckled and shook his head, showing a look of surprise, "Jesus Christ, they are really too old-fashioned, can't they have a little new ideas?"

Private parties. The literal translation is the blind date conference.

Hold a party in the back garden under a certain name, for example, a newly composed poem to share, or a young lady preparing to play a piano song, these are all reasons to hold a party, and then invite the right age object to come over and communicate with each other, get to know each other, and get acquainted with each other.

If it was a century ago, this way of communicating would have been appropriate and reasonable, but now that it is the 21st century, there is still such an old-fashioned and stubborn, retro and decadent way of socializing, which is simply disgusting.

"They sent out an invitation to say that after I worked with the United Nations, there was a series of photos that I needed to share with the exhibition, and I invited everyone to come and enjoy it. Edith said in a witty gesture of complaint, "God, aren't those pictures used for the aristocratic ladies to talk about after dinner?"

"Maybe they're willing to pay for the Red Cross or some other aid organization. Lan Li comforted and persuaded, but the smile that flickered in his eyes obviously didn't think so.

"Hah! Hah! very funny. Edith rolled her eyes again. Today she can't remember how many times she rolled her eyes, but she doesn't care, here, she can be herself wantonly, instead of being overwhelmed by a bunch of rituals.

Matthew, who was sitting on the other side, spoke quietly, "I'm more curious, who was invited?

Edith was full of black lines, "Matthew, how did I not know that you are so gossipy?"

"That's because you're not friends with him. Lan Li lightly stabbed his friend in the back, "Wait, Andre and Eton didn't attend, right?"

"......" Edith was speechless.

Lan Li and Matthew exchanged glances, and a light of surprise and excitement slipped over their eyes, and things suddenly became interesting.

"Hey, you two, please don't exchange glances with gossip expressions, okay? I'm the one who suffers, okay?" Edith protested vehemently.

Lan Li spread out his free left hand to express his apology, but his expression was still a hint of curiosity, "Since you have completely made it public above the premiere, why don't you put on smoky makeup, put on jeans, and rock and roll on top of the party?" If you are worried about Denis, I think you should have a way to get Denise not to go to the party." ”

Edith only felt a pang of her heart, "Did you peek at my script? This thing is not quite right, I shouldn't be familiar with you very well, how do you know that I did this?" After saying that, Edith took a deep breath, "Wait, I think my IQ is a bit below the bottom line now, and I always fall behind in conversations, I should ...... Matthew, can you give me another whiskey?"

Matthew didn't speak, but gave the answer with action.

"On party day, I wore ripped jeans, stared at a pair of big red heels, and paired it with a gorgeous tutu, and I made a custom multi-layered lace lining, but it was all torn, and I ended up wearing a big smoky makeup. After saying proudly, a smug smile finally appeared on Edith's face, "You should really look at Elizabeth's expression at that time, haha." ”

Lan Li can be made up by the brain.

"Edith, what if anyone really likes the way you look?" Lan Li asked curiously, "You know, those nobles always have some unknown preferences, and Arthur is like that, and his little apartment hides countless secrets. ”

Edith waved her hand nonchalantly and said crisply, "But I don't like them." ”

"And what about Chris?" the phrase is from Matthew, "Will Chris like the real you?"