It looks like a very luxurious dinner. The process of the www.biquge.info dinner is very cumbersome, but it does not make people feel bored. Everyone's position is arranged, even if Christine wants to sit with Jia Huan. No one really dared to get used to her, so she could only grimace at Jia Huan's teeth across the wide dining table, which made Kingsley next to her laugh.

Kingsley was originally serious, but at this time, he couldn't help but relax his already tense face, and smiled at Jia Huan. Jia Huan's position was opposite to them, a long distance away. He was at the back of the huge dining table, and it seemed that inviting Jia Huan was just a casual move.

Nicole, on the other hand, was in the middle of the seat. Her invitation card was a substitute for someone else's name, but she never lifted the veil, which seemed a bit rude, but in the old tradition, such behavior was not out of line, so no one blamed her, and she behaved very quietly and decently.

The ritual of dining was lengthy, and a dinner lasted about two and a half hours. Then there was the dance party after the banquet. This is a process that has always been popular in the estate. Of course, it is not the kind of aristocratic dance that was popular in the United States in the nineteenth century, and Pai Pai is still much outdated in modern times.

A tango sounded. When Christine had to pull Jia Huan off the stage, it was Kingsley who was suddenly the first to be invited, and he went directly to Nicole in a white dress, stretched out his hand, nodded at her and said, "Can I invite you to dance together?"

Nicole originally wanted to refuse, but with so many people present, she definitely couldn't refuse so bluntly, after all, the person who invited her was the future heir of the family and a candidate to be a family. So he put his hand on it. The two of them spun lightly and entered the dance floor. There were a lot of people dancing, and there were many people watching with wine glasses.

Kingsley's dancing is good, but Nicole's cooperation is also very good, and a tango makes the two have a kind of smoothness together. This made him more and more curious, and as the two pressed close together, Nicole's face turned sideways. Only gave Kingsley a side, plus a white silk scarf to cover his face, Kingsley was puzzled.

"I think you're a friend of mine!" Kingsley whispered to her.

"Really, it's my pleasure!" Nicole changed her voice, and with a spin she moved away from Kingsley, but Kingsley pulled her over and smiled at her.

"Can I see your true face, I'm curious about you!" said Kingsley, smiling, now looking very gentlemanly, and whispered to Nicole again as he took advantage of the opportunity to get the two of them closer.

Nicole felt bored for a while, and couldn't help but say coldly: "I'm sorry, I don't want to be a rich man's plaything, this is an important reason why I cover up." There's no way I'm going to let you see it. As he spoke, he took advantage of the whirling dance to keep his distance from Kingsley, trying to keep his face in front of the guy.

"What a pity, aren't you also a rich man?" said Kingsley, trying to get closer again, and lowered his voice, "That friend of mine is called Nicole...... I like her a lot, so ...... At first, I thought you were her. It's just a pity that she didn't give me a chance to like it. Is...... It's my fault. ”

Seems to be illustrating something. Nicole panicked, was this guy testing herself, or had she suspected that she was Nicole?, she wasn't sure, so she turned around, and was about to be pulled closer by Kingsley, when the music stopped, and she gave a nice spin to stop herself.

"That's it, little Mr. Green. Nicole tilted her head at him, then nodded slightly, and turned away. Then they blended in with the crowd. She had seen that Mr. Green had gone somewhere. It seemed like a room upstairs. She saw the opportunity, and when Kingsley didn't notice her, she went upstairs, briskly as a cat.

In one room, Mr. Green was walking in, and then standing facing the window. There was no one in the room, as if he was waiting for someone. Nicole stepped her body into the door lightly, and then stood facing Mr. Green's side, slamming the door shut softly and locking it.

Mr. Green turned around and looked at her and smiled: "I wasn't waiting for you, but I also guessed that you would definitely come to me, I checked the name of your invitation card, and you are not her, so ...... Someone who can get that card and come here must have something to tell me, right?"

As he spoke, he walked up to Nicole and said, "You're not an alien, you're a normal human being, have I seen you before?" or have you seen me before?" But Nicole still stood still. The veil was lifted.

"My name is Nicole Conton. Nicole looked at him and said, "I think you should think of what Mr. Condon's role in the Grimm books? I just want to understand one thing, why did my father, who was in good health, die in just a few years?"

"Human birth, old age, sickness and death, this is the law of nature, and nothing can escape. Mr. Green shook his head at her, "Are you doubting the laws of nature?"

"If it were the laws of nature, I wouldn't have come, I wonder, Mr. Green, why did my father marry a stranger? And a rat alien? ”

"What have you heard?" said Mr. Green, smiling at Nicole, "some things are rumors, and only the wise will find them contemptible in rumors, and seeing is always believing." Don't be gullible!" he said, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of his chair.

"Well, then I'll know, why did my father marry a rat alien, and this alien is protected by your Grimm family?" Nicole's emotions finally became a little excited, and she glared at Mr. Grimm angrily, "Does his death have anything to do with that damn mouse?

Mr. Green was silent for a long time before he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, kid, I can't answer you. I'm sorry for your father's death, I can't help you. As he spoke, he stood up and made a gesture to her.

Nicole looked at him coldly, and then said to him, "I know, there are four rats in today's guest list, this is really a big joke, if I tell the news, I don't know what others will think of the Green family?

Mr. Green's face changed, he stared at Nicole, took a deep breath and said, "What do you want?"

"I just want to know the truth and tell me, how did my father die?" Nicole insisted on her thoughts, she biting the question and pressing, "I want to know everything." Did those four rats do it?"

"I don't want to tell you about these things. Mr. Green twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his hands, and said, "Well, you can tell people what kind of family the Green family is, but even so, I won't tell you what is going on, because ...... Things are not as simple as you think. ”

"I don't know what's hidden, I just know my father...... My good father died in just four years, and you say it has nothing to do with those rats?" said Nicole to Mr. Green, full of grief and indignation, "He is my father, not your relative, of course you can understate it......"

Mr. Green never let go, but spread his hand at her, shook his head, and said, "Sorry, Miss Condon, if there is any trouble in life, you can give me a call." This is my business card!" Mr. Green pulled a business card out of his pocket and handed it to Nicole.

Nicole picked up the card, looked at it, shook her head, put the veil on, turned and ran out. She ran up the stairs with her skirt in her hands, alarming those who were dancing, chatting, and drinking wine, and they dodged in amazement, and then watched the girl rush out the door.

"Hey, wait!" Kingsley quickly followed, and he shouted as he chased after the girl, "Don't run, wait for me, are you in trouble?"

Who knew that when the girl heard Kingsley's shout, she ran faster, and when Kingsley also chased after the door, the girl suddenly fell off with her foot in front of her, and one of her shoes fell off, but she didn't care, and limped towards the parking place.

Over there, the driver had already opened the rear left door, and he trotted open the driver's door, and when Nicole got inside, the car started, and then sped towards the door. By the time Kingsley felt the doorway, all he saw was the back of the car, which vanished into the gate, and then into the night.

"Little Mr. Green, these are her shoes!" said one of the attendants, picking up the slippery shoe, handing it to Kingsley, "Do you want us to send a car after it?"

"No, no!" Kingsley shook his head a little frustratedly, then sighed, "Let her go." As he spoke, he picked up the shoe, looked at it over and over in his hand, shook his head and sighed.