Chapter Eighty-Three: The Devil Lusts

"Then why did you take Longpo back to France and avoid me?" Wesley rattled his teeth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No, no, Earl, listen to me, I haven't finished yet!" Zhongli was in a hurry, his eyes were not working, but his ears were extremely sensitive, Wesley's expression was invisible, but the anger in his voice was clear.

"She fell into the sea with Dragonpo! The moment she fell down with the dragon po, she showed the dragon po and shot me blindly! ”

"You, what an idiot!" Wesley regretted that it was not the pigeon's eyes that he regretted, but the fact that he had missed Longpo again.

"She was very curious after she helped me remove the chip, so I gave it to her, and according to the computer's location, I found her on the beach in Xiamen, China, who was sent up by the current. But a man named Ma Weiguo saved people before me. At that time, she had been unconscious, and if the treasure on her body hadn't been taken away by Ma Weiguo, who else would it be? ”

"Then why don't you wait for the opportunity to get Longpo back in Xiamen?"

"My eyes are already like this, my heart is more than enough but not enough, what do you tell me to take?" This time it was Zhongli who stood up angrily.

"I had gone all the way back to France to tell you the clues about Longpo, but I hated you! You have never treated your pigeon as a human being, you have used money to transform us into a machine without humanity, just to find treasure for you and satisfy your greed!

Although you saved me, have you ever cared about my life or death? Have you looked for me since I lost my message? We're of no value when we die, right?

And the most hateful thing is that you have also transformed us into something as inhuman as you, since my eyes have been blind, my heart has lit up, I regret it so much, why should I push the woman who loves me wholeheartedly into the sea for your dragon? She's so simple and kind......"

Zhongli cried "whining" when he said this, and he beat his head vigorously: "In the end, he harms others and himself!" ”

"Zhongli, you're still so stupid! Remember that the greed in your heart does not come from me, but from the devil! Wesley angrily lifted the weeping Zhongli from his chair and put him down again.

"Okay, adults don't care about villains, I am partly responsible for your blindness, and I will be responsible for the rest of your life!"

Wesley dropped a stack of money in Zhongli's arms and left the old Parisian apartment.

In these hustles of Paris, there are all kinds of people from the bottom of society, usually these places are always hidden by the glossy Champs-Γ‰lysΓ©es, who secretly peep with a pair of confused eyes as the blind man who sings is arranged by an upper-class gentleman to live, and they whisper that this blind man who has met a good man with great luck.

Wesley's mind kept spinning on the way back to the Ritz Hotel, why was Long Po still in Ma Weiguo's hands? Could it be that Wanying is still lying? But my uncle met Count Franciske, and the count didn't think that Long Po would be in Ma Weiguo's hands! Could it be that the Earl's opinion is wrong?

Wesley returned to the hotel with a few books he had bought on the road and a nice little gift box.

"Honey, how did you go so long?" Feng Wanying's little bird came over and hugged Wesley's neck.

"Oh, Wanying, are you okay during my absence?" Wesley asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I just miss you so much!" Since she became pregnant, Feng Wanying seems to be more charming.

"Wanying, look, what did I bring you?" Wesley pulled out a small gift box from his hand hidden behind his back.

Wanying smiled sweetly, her intoxicating dimples rippling, and she took the small gift from the Frenchman's hand, and she knew he was thinking of her.

Wan Ying opened the small gift box, which was a ring with small diamonds, and those sparkling small diamonds formed the shape of a crown.

Wesley put the ring on his tiny pink hand.

"Wanying, one day I will wear the crown on your head, you are my eternal queen!"

Wesley kissed this sexy and beautiful Oriental woman deeply, he knew she was a difficult woman to handle, but it was precisely because of this that he fell in love with her, and he did not know how to describe this love.

Zhongli said that he had no humanity, he would never approve of it, if he was really that kind of person, how could he love the bewitching woman in front of him and the child in her belly?

That kid was just an ordinary person, how could he understand the thoughts of a nobleman? I wonder what trick he used to get a princess from a different land to elope for her? Wesley smiled contemptuously in his heart, presumably the princess was just a lackluster person!

Feng Wanying looked at the sparkling diamond ring on her finger and pretended to ask casually, "You have good news?" ”

"Oh dear, nothing in this world escapes your beautiful eyes!" Wesley kissed her eyelashes.

"Not yet ready to tell me?"

"No, no, dear, I'm going to tell you when I come back today......" Wesley paused and whispered, "There's news from Longpo!" ”

"Really?"

"We have to go back to the Red Manor immediately, you have a good rest there, I will say hello to my uncle, and then I will go to China, and the pigeons I released have brought news from Shanghai, and Long Po is probably in China!"

"But Ma Weiguo's fragrant tooth treasure box really doesn't have a dragon in it!"

"My dear, I believe in you! But China is so big, maybe another treasure box and Dragon Po are really somewhere! ”

"That's right, is the pigeon exact?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but for the sake of our children, I'll have to see it no matter how far away!"

"I thank you for the child, the doctor told me that day he was very strong!"

"Yes, he must be the best heir to the Jean Ninevi family ever!" Wesley affectionately kissed Feng Wanying's belly, which had been slightly protruding.

Wesley chartered a spacious Rolls-Royce and escorted Feng Wanying back to the Red Manor.

When night came, he met his uncle in the strange laboratory, where he remembered spending most of his time since they had moved out of Ninevi Castle.

Of course, he didn't really know what his uncle was doing, he thought he was just an avid chemistry enthusiast, and that these aristocrats all had all kinds of quirks, just as he was obsessed with antiques with a historical stale flavor.

It wasn't until his uncle gave him the parchment scroll and notes of Count Francisk that he learned the truth of the matter.

"My dear nephew, you must have gained a lot from going to Paris this time, right?"