"If politics is really as dark and cruel as my father said, then my brother is really not suitable for politics."

"But as a descendant of the Field family, Bowen has only one way to go into politics."

"No, there is also the business world, my brother takes good care of the Field family, which can also ensure the prosperity and wealth of the family and bring glory."

"But he has no rights in his hands, even if he is rich and rivals the country, what can he do to protect himself, maybe he can use the money to buy the army and buy weapons at that time, but isn't that also politics, since it is so troublesome, why not take the road I paved for him."

"Politics is the path you want to take, not my brother's, even if he really gets to the day you say that he must enter politics, my brother will use his own way, why do you need to impose your ideas, your thinking on his head, do you really love my brother? If you love him, you should think about him."

"One of the things I did was all for his sake, he was born in a nobleman, but he didn't use this opportunity to build a future for himself, and Hannah, after giving birth to Bowen, the doctor said that her body was too weak to regenerate, and regeneration would kill her, but Hannah still wanted to have another child, she felt that it was too lonely to have only one child, so I didn't touch her anymore, but I am a man, and I also need women, so no matter how many women there are outside, I will not let them have children, Doesn't that show how much I love Hannah"?

"You're too self-conscious, my brother is right, it's obviously your own heart is erosive, but you're still crowned with a high-sounding truth, are you love? If it's really love, you should dismiss Hannah, you should take more care of her, you are afraid that she will have a child again, you can take safety measures, but all you do is hurt her, let her die of depression."

"Oh, it seems that you know a lot, I can't believe you're only fourteen years old", Oston didn't dare to talk about it, he also felt that the influence of the flail was very great, the words of the flail were reasonable, but it was the opposite of him, the children inherited the genes of their parents, and Bowen's kindness can also be said to have inherited his mother Hannah, but who is the flail inherited? Instead of looking at the paternity test, he couldn't believe that he and Kai Xi were born.

Oston slowly stood up and said in a low voice, "I don't want to hear your voice anymore, you can disappear now", and said to the butler beside him, "Do it cleanly."

"Yes, sir".

Drinking red wine, smoking a cigar, looking at the floor-to-ceiling portrait of Hannah on the wall, looking at Oston's back, I felt a little lonely.

The butler walked up to him and said respectfully, "Master, it's already on board."

"Yes".

"Sir, you are so merciful."

"As a viscount, you still have to have this kind of mind."

"Yes, sir".

"Sad? Hehehe".

"Dream Demon, it's you again", there are still black walls in front of you, and you are already used to seeing it.

"What? Aren't you afraid of me"?

"Don't be afraid, you're just in a dream, not in real life, you're just talking to me, and you don't have the heart to harm me."

"How do you know there isn't? Don't you know that dreams are my world".

"Dream Demon", Yu Flail stood up and boldly walked towards the Dream Demon, she touched the cold wall, "I don't know why, I have the same sad feeling as you, I feel that you are sad, crying, just like this cold wall", Yu Flail touched the wall, cold and piercing.

"Yes, your heart is as dark as mine."

This black wall, the darkness that you can't see your fingers, the first time you noticed that she saw the color, she saw bright red blood flowing from the wall, "Dream Demon, are you crying"?

"Yes, after talking to you for so many years, you are not willing to sign a contract with me, so I am sad."

"No", Yu Flails has been numb from family injuries, although he has the idea of being flattered, his heart is not touched much.

"Hehehe, lie to you".

"It turns out that the dream demon can still joke", Yu Qiang smiled.

Seeing her painful appearance, the dream demon also regained his seriousness, "Why can you laugh when you are so sad?"

"What if you don't laugh? Does crying work"?

"You are very strong, you are in a flail, I can feel your heart, your heart is very warm, just like the sunshine, I have known you for so many years, no matter what injuries you have suffered, what things you have experienced, your heart has never changed."

"What about the Dream Demon? Is your heart warm"?

"No, it's cold".

"Like this wall"?

"That's right," the Dream Demon paused and spoke again, "Flails, let me feel your warmth too."

After saying that, I saw a bright red figure fly out of the wall and fly towards the heart of the flail, who only felt that her chest was suffocating instantly, and a pain that pierced the heart seemed to tear her heart and suck her blood.

The flail woke up and looked at the darkness around him, accompanied by a foul stench, and his head ached sharply.

The housekeeper and the hereditary bodyguards on her father's side blindfolded her, stuffed strips of cloth in her mouth, tied her hands and feet, and stuffed them into the trunk of the car.

It felt like the car had driven far, far, long, long, and then she had changed into a plane, and when she took off her blindfold again, she was already on an oil tanker, and several vicious men stood in front of her, moving her face over, looking over, and negotiating the price.

It took a lot of effort for the boss to spit out the strip of cloth in his mouth, and cried at the housekeeper, "Dad said that I could choose by myself, and I said that I would leave France, why do you still sell me?" Why, exactly".

The butler replied respectfully, "Miss, you should be glad that you have such a kind father, the lord originally planned to kill you, but now he let you live, the lord promised you, as long as you don't go back to France, the lord will not hurt your mother again, now it's time for you to keep your promise."

"Are you afraid I'll sneak back? Why don't you politicians have any trust?"

"We only believe in the dead, and you are a living person, Miss, this is already a great gift."

"Okay, okay, don't say so much, take the money and leave", the vicious man stuffed the money to the housekeeper and pushed his hand to signal the housekeeper to leave.

The sitting flail followed excitedly, crying with tears streaming down his face, "Don't leave me, don't leave me here, I won't go back to France, you believe me, let me see my father, let me see my father."

The butler and the hereditary bodyguard strode forward as if they hadn't heard, and someone behind them was pulling the flail, and the flail was desperately trying to break free, when suddenly someone picked up a stick and hit her on the head, and the flail suddenly fainted to the ground.

Before closing his eyes, the flail lying on the ground looked at him with tears in his eyes, the blood flowing from his head poured into the corners of his eyes, the housekeeper and the bodyguard still did not look back, and gradually moved away, and the flail shouted silently, "Brother", and closed his eyes heavily.