Chapter 57: Scoundrels
After two sentences, Margaret's impression of Eugen was extremely bad. She couldn't imagine that the man in front of her was the so-called Count Eugen, and his words and demeanor were like a scoundrel.
Therefore, the expression on her face suddenly became cold, and she returned to her appearance of an iceberg beauty, and said businesslikely: "I am Margaret Medici, and the Count must have heard of my family." ”
Margaret's tone was a little haughty, but it was reasonable. The Medici family was a well-deserved wealthy family throughout the empire, and being too modest was a self-defeating one.
Seeing that the other party looked a little angry, Eugen put away his cynical look. He first put the cutlery in his hand on the table, then swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and looked at Margaret and said, "Well, I've heard of it, but I don't know much, what's wrong?" ”
Eugen felt that his attitude was already very gentlemanly, and he had given enough face to the beautiful woman opposite.
However, hearing Eugen's evaluation, Margaret was so angry that she almost blew up the chest of the D cup. She was furious in her heart: "Heard of it? What kind of attitude is this! Even the Emperor would not speak of the Medici like that, you little count is so arrogant. ”
If it weren't for Margaret's good upbringing, she would have taken off her finger-long heels and nailed them to Eugen's face. Finally, Margaret still suppressed her anger and said: "The Medici family is a long-established aristocratic family on the Italian peninsula, the Tuscany region is our family fief, the family castle is in Florence, and the Grand Duke of Tuscany was granted the title by Emperor Maximilian II. ”
Without saying a word, the expression on Margaret's face became haughty, this is the honor of their family, and no one can humiliate it.
"So, please also ask Count Eugen to maintain enough respect for my family." At the end, Margaret said lightly that this was not a threat.
The people around also gradually recognized this also known as the iceberg beauty, and they all gathered around to see who angered the beauty. When they saw that sitting across from Margaret was today's protagonist, Count Eugen, the expression on their faces was even more anticipating.
Obviously, whatever happens today will be an important topic of conversation for some time. In the circle of aristocrats, if you own the news, you will have the absolute right to speak, and you will become the center of your colleagues' chatter.
The expression on Eugen's face was also wonderful, he still knew the name of Florence, and at this moment he also felt the weight of the Medici family. But he still felt a little depressed and thought: "Didn't I respect her, I think I respect her." ”
There was no way to explain this, so Ou Stocks simply skipped the topic and asked, "I'm sorry, I apologize for my previous disrespect." So dear Miss Margaret from the Medici family, what is the matter with me? ”
Eugen changed his tone, and there were more honorifics in his words, but his attitude was much colder. Although this Miss Margaret was beautiful and moving, it was a pity that it was a thorny rose, and Eugen had no intention of getting close.
When the surrounding melon-eating crowd saw Eugen's attitude, they were immediately a little distressed. He, Eugen, actually spoke to Miss Margaret so coldly, and if he replaced them with Eugen, he would definitely compliment each other with good words. In fact, many of the onlookers were admirers of Miss Margaret.
For example, Baron Calvin, who threatened to challenge Eugen, was watching at the moment, and he carefully hid behind Eugen and stood, fearing that he would be seen by Eugen.
Although his teeth itched with hatred for Eugen in his heart, he really didn't dare to appear in front of Eugen, for fear of losing the challenge.
Margaret was asked by Eugen, and suddenly remembered her original purpose, and couldn't help but be a little depressed. Because of some boring attitude problems, she almost forgot about business. Seeing that there were more and more onlookers around, Margaret hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said to Eugen, "Count Eugen, let's talk about these things in private. ”
What can a man and a woman talk about in private? Miss Margaret's attitude immediately aroused everyone's imagination. Fortunately, the previous attitude of the two was not ambiguous, otherwise they would have been mistaken for adultery.
Eugen stood up happily, he didn't like to be watched like a monkey, in fact, even if Margaret didn't mention it, he would leave later.
Seeing that Eugen agreed, Margaret walked out first. Eugen looked at the beauty's back, then at the table in front of him, and finally picked up half a bottle of red wine and a plate of Turkish kebab burritos from the table, and then followed.
The audience of good things also dispersed, after all, they are nobles and have the dignity of aristocrats, and they will not chase the hero and heroine like a team of dogs. Baron Calvin really wanted to follow along, but without the cover of the crowd, the risk of his exposure would be greatly increased, so after thinking about it, he finally gave up.
Margaret walked out of the hall with delicate steps and came near the central fountain. There are also some lights here, and the light is not too dark. There are still some guests around, but as long as they don't eavesdrop, they shouldn't be able to hear their conversations.
The clear spring water slowly overflowed from the top of the fountain, and the breeze blew through the skin, and suddenly there was a cool touch on the skin. Breathing in the fresh air outside, Margaret's anger gradually dissipated. After calming down, she felt that she had been rude just now, and that she should not have lost her temper with Eugen on that occasion.
Thinking like this, she put a rather friendly smile on her face, and turned to try to be nicer to Eugen. Then, her smile froze on her face.
Behind her, Eugen held a plate of Turkish kebab burritos in his right hand and a bottle of red wine in his arm. Two tall glasses were hooked between the ring finger and the little finger of his left hand, and the thumb and forefinger were pinching a half-eaten burrito and sending it to his mouth.
After a few moments, Eugen finally walked up to Margaret and began to look around, as if looking for a place to put things down. But there wasn't a table or anything like that, so he simply put the bottle and glass on the floor, and the burrito plate in his hand.
To be honest, it is not easy to make such a difficult move, and in order to fill his stomach, Eugen also fights.
Later, Margaret wrote in her memoirs: "That day, I didn't nail my high heels to his face, which is the thing I regret the most in my life."
"Hey, what are you looking for from me, just tell me." Without the attention of the surrounding melon-eating masses, Eugen's attitude is much more casual. Or rather, that's what he looks like in his most ordinary form.