"Hi Andrey! Dude, when did you find such a beautiful girlfriend! ”

Charles's greeting quickly alarmed the men and women who were talking.

"Charles, I'm wondering where you've gone!" As soon as he recognized it as Charles, Andrea Cavalcanti immediately showed a flattering smile, "I didn't see you just now." ”

"I'm just a little late." Charles dodged the other party's question, and then looked at the other party narrowly, "Now it seems that this is my mistake, otherwise I would have seen such a beautiful lady sooner......"

As he spoke, he smiled and nodded kindly at the woman next to him.

The woman on the other side, although she was a little surprised by the sudden appearance of Charles, saw that he was such a handsome young man, so she was not angry, but returned him with a hearty smile, not at all offended.

Seeing that the first impression was so smooth, Charles was secretly relieved, so he looked at André Cavalcanti again.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, his gesture already hinted that he wanted to get to know the other person, and André Cavalcanti certainly did.

"Allow me to introduce you to this." He immediately looked at the woman and pointed at Charles. "This is Charles de Treville, grandson and heir of Marshal Treville...... He was a good friend of mine and the Count of Monte Cristo. ”

"Oh!" When she heard Andre's introduction, the woman's eyes widened and her smile froze, as if she didn't expect the person who came to greet her to be so big.

Even if she didn't pay much attention to current events, she knew that Marshal Tréville was one of the last remaining marshals of the Empire, and an important member of the center of power in the Empire, and that his grandson had come to her at this time, and he seemed to be a little distracted by himself......

When she thought of this, she was not only a little proud.

"Charles, this is Miss Teresa Pazzi, a Florentine nobleman......" André Cavalcanti graciously introduced Charles, "she is also a friend of the Count of Monte Cristo, who has recently travelled to France. ”

"Oh! Patsy! Although he didn't know much about Italian history, Charles had heard of the surname.

The Pazzi family were an ancient and noble Tuscan aristocratic family, whose main trading activity in the 15th century was banking, and they had a great deal of wealth.

Like other wealthy Italian families at the time, they sought political status, and in 1478 they were involved in a plot to assassinate Giuliano de' Medici, the famous Medici, and also attempted to murder his brother Lorenzo de' Medici.

If the plot had been completely successful, they would have risen to the top, but things didn't go their way, and Lorenzo escaped the killing, thwarted the plot, and then took a crazy and bloody revenge on the Pazzi family, who were robbed of their property and fell from the top.

Although the Medici lost ground in Florence and the remaining members of the fleeing Pazzi family were restored and returned to Florence, they survived in disgrace and were not allowed to serve in the government or participate in important religious festivals, and the family members disappeared into obscurity.

Because of the Medici's fame, the plot that nearly destroyed them is also very famous in history, and Charles inevitably learned this chapter when he was educated - of course, the lesson of the nobles was that "if you must kill someone, then it is better to do something beautiful and wipe out his family".

However, now is not the time to talk about history, on the contrary, Charles can be sure that the other party is not a descendant of the Pazzi family.

It is precisely because the Pazzi family has fallen behind, the members are unknown, and the genealogy is no longer in the spotlight, so they have become one of the most popular identities of Italian crooks, and no one can thoroughly investigate the descendants of Pazzi anyway - now it seems that this Miss Teresa Pazzi is probably one of them.

But what's the important point?

The point is that she's pretty and cute, and that's enough.

When Andre introduced, Charles looked at each other with a smile on his face, and this beautiful girl also responded with a smile, and the subtle aura between the two people suddenly made Andre feel a little redundant.

As far as social etiquette was concerned, he should have gotten away by now, but now he was still stubbornly staying here, risking the wrath of Charles.

He wasn't interested in Teresa, on the contrary, he didn't want to touch her, because after his observation, this pretty girl with no brains was watching behind her, and when he entered and exited the Monte Cristo mansion, he was often followed by fierce guards - André himself had been in prison, so he knew very well who was the real dangerous person.

He didn't believe that Teresa was a noble lady at all, she could only be the mistress of some robber or criminal, but now because of the face of the Count of Monte Cristo, not only could he not expose this, but he wanted to help Teresa, who wanted to see the fancy world of Paris, to be in the limelight in the social arena together.

It's too dangerous.

Andrea Cavalcanti doesn't want to get in the way of Charles's hunt, and he doesn't object to his affair, but if he and Teresa get closer, it's a different matter - there is obviously some dangerous person behind Teresa, and if there is a conflict between the two parties because of Teresa, or worse, such as a young man being shot and killed, how can he get out of it at that time?

So he had to do everything he could to stop that from happening.

However, looking at Charles's seemingly fiery eyes, he was suddenly discouraged again, and it seemed that he had already been charmed by Teresa when he first met.

What's so good about this kind of woman with an empty brain and no real aristocratic status?

"How on earth should I remind this sperm-insect-in-the-brainer?" He was troubled in his heart.

"Beautiful Miss Patsy, it's a real honor to meet you here." Charles said, approaching Teresa without a trace, looking at each other attentively, "I thought it was just a boring party, but I didn't expect it to be the luckiest day of my life!" ”

"It's called a nest...... Call Wodrissa, Wo...... Wo is also happy to be able to ...... Able to pick up ......."

Being watched so attentively by Charles, Delissa's face flushed slightly, but she still boldly looked up at Charles.

Because of her shyness and excitement, her demeanor is more sultry, the only drawback is that her French accent is very vague, and she seems to have no education, but this is not a disadvantage, on the contrary, because her soft voice is a little more humorous.

"Well, Teresa, then you can call me Charles, too." Charles smiled and squeezed her silk-gloved right hand, then asked the other with a look.

And Teresa just squinted slightly, without any hint of refusal.

It's going even better than expected, these Italian women are really enthusiastic.

With this in mind, Charles gently raised the other party's right hand as if it were a treasure, then lowered his head and gently kissed the back of his hand, and after the kiss, he still looked at the other party reluctantly.

"Oh my God, you're so beautiful!" He seemed to compliment the other from the bottom of his heart.

"Ni...... That's an overstatement...... There are a lot of beautiful girls here, better than the nest...... Much better than the nest. Teresa tried to withdraw her hand at first, but after a slight failed attempt, she stopped withdrawing her hand, but looked away slightly, avoiding Charles's gaze, and replied with a red face, "Nins French like to deceive people......"

"No, I mean it." Charles hurriedly replied solemnly, "Miss Patch, although there are many beautiful shells here, most of them are just statues, and their souls are carved out of ice, cold and boring, and will never treat others with sincerity, and you ...... You are much better than those cold and boring statues, you are the real woman. ”

Charles gently squeezed his hand under the silk glove, "Look, I can feel your temperature, it's so warm, it's something you won't find in Paris." Trust me, you are the most beautiful person here. ”

"Hmm......"

If it was a battle-hardened Parisian woman, she would have already exercised her immunity to this kind of love talk, but for the peasant girl who had just arrived in Paris from Rome, she had not yet had time to exercise it - not to mention, who would dare to say such a thing in front of her for the past few years, she had been with her childhood sweetheart, the bandit leader Vampa.

"Ni...... Nee is talking too much......" Theresa blinked rapidly, apparently already beating her heart fast and her heart was in turmoil.

"Oh! Oh, yes...... I'm sorry, I was wrong. Charles sighed.

"Huh?" Theresa paused for a moment, suddenly a little lost.

"yes, I was wrong, Teresa." Charles took a deep breath and kissed the back of her hand again, "I said you are the most beautiful person here, but I think about it carefully, I have never seen a woman as beautiful as you before, not even in the palace. So, in my opinion, you are not the most beautiful woman here, but the most beautiful woman in my world......"

Although Charles has never taken the initiative to chase any women before, but since he was a child in the palace, he has had dealings with so many playboys, and they have naturally seen a lot of ways to deal with women.

For a moment, he almost wondered if he was really born to be a scumbag.

"Oh!" With such a blow, Teresa couldn't help but let out a moan, and almost fainted. "Palace...... Is it? Are you sure? ”

All women like to listen to compliments, and the compliments of the heir of a famous and noble family are even more precious.

The most terrifying thing is that he is still so handsome.

The combination of these conditions made this obviously unconvincing statement shake Teresa greatly.

Vanity can blur the eyes of almost any woman, and this time it was no exception.

"It's true, Teresa." Charles nodded seriously, "If you don't believe me, let's go to the palace together when the time comes, and I'll take you there." ”

"............" Theresa didn't know what to say, but just stared at Charles.

She really wanted to go.

Yes, what girl hasn't dreamed of shining in the palace?

"Ahem." At this moment, a light cough next to him interrupted the affectionate gaze of the two people.

"I'm not trying to disturb you, Charles." Andrea Cavalcanti looked at Charles with some embarrassment, "It's just that you seem to have been talking for a long time, and you look ......"

He made a gesture.

Charles and Teresa realized that many of the guests were already glaring at them and whispering.

After all, he was still a young man, and he felt very embarrassed at this time, so he let go of his hand, but his eyes naturally stayed on Delisa.

"Theresa, I'm not kidding, I really want to take you everywhere, including the palace." After adjusting his breathing, he spoke again, "After all, you just came to Paris, and you haven't seen many places, right?" That's a shame, so if you want to go, I'll definitely do my best to entertain you......"

"Uh-huh! Nest wants to go! Delissa nodded repeatedly, for fear that Charles would misunderstand the meaning, "Thank you, Charles!" ”

"I should thank you, you are willing to give me such a glorious opportunity, I am so grateful to you." Charles immediately replied, "Actually, I also like to travel, and I planned to go to Italy in the morning, but I didn't find a good travel companion, so I never made the trip." In exchange, why don't you entertain me when I travel to Italy in the future? ”

"Yes, yes! Absolutely! Teresa replied like a child, "The nest will definitely entertain you......"

That's when she stopped.

For in the distance behind Charles, she saw a line of sight.

It was a grim gaze, without any pity, and it was full of jealousy and anger at this time. Although she couldn't see the other person's face clearly, of course she knew who it was.

As if she had been splashed with a basin of cold water, her body suddenly froze.

Only then did she remember that she was the little wife of the little bandit leader Wanpa.

She looked down at the boy in front of her again.

It's really handsome.

Alas...... How could he really entertain him in Italy, it would be nice to get to know him in France.

"Ah, right...... I'm sorry, there's something going on ...... Wo now," she forced a grin, as if trying to flee the scene.

"What's wrong with you? Suddenly she wants to leave......" But Charles naturally wouldn't let her go easily, so he took the other party's hand strongly. "Can you please leave me a little longer, because I really want to talk to you more!"

Teresa was flustered, she didn't dare to do anything ambiguous under Wanpa's nose now.

But if she really wants to refuse this young man, it will be difficult for her to be ruthless, so she is now in turmoil.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" She was so anxious that she almost cried, and could only apologize continuously.

Forget it, it looks like we can only go so far today, but it's already a good start.

"Don't be ...... like that," Charles looked at him lovingly, "Looks like I'm causing you trouble - I'm the one to say sorry." But please believe me, I really don't have any ill will towards you, I just want to talk to you...... I won't stop you if you want to leave, but I hope we still have a chance to meet. ”

"Yes! Absolutely! Teresa replied with her eyes closed.

"Really?" Charles reconfirmed.

"Well, really!" Teresa gritted her teeth, took off the glove on her right hand, and stuffed it into the other's hand.

Then, she gave Charles a charming smile and walked briskly out of the living room.

Charles stood there with a smile on his face, watching affectionately as he reluctantly left.

Of course, in his heart, he was also shocked that his performance was so skillful.

Could it be that I really have such a talent?

"Charles, looks like you've found new prey." Just as he was asking himself, Andrea Cavalcanti, who had been silent next to him, finally spoke.

"yes, I think I found it." Charles nodded, then placed the silk glove, still warm in his hand, in his pocket.

"She's not that pretty, is she?" Andrei couldn't help but persuade Charles, "Actually, sometimes it can be deceiving at first sight, if you look closely, in fact, she is not more beautiful than all the young ladies......"

"But she gives me a passion, and I think she has a smell about her that Parisian women don't have." Charles replied indifferently, "In the palace, in Paris, I can't see such a passionate beauty, of course I want to be close to her......"

The reason was so convincing that Andrei believed it almost immediately.

Yes, famous sons are tired of playing with dignified ladies and ladies, and like to chase wild and open women, and wait until they are old to marry ladies, this kind of example abounds in society.

But it's a big problem to play with this woman!

André felt a headache and didn't know how to convince Charles to dismiss the idea.

"Italians are complicated, actually...... Actually, I think it's best that you don't have too much contact with her. After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but persuade Charles again, which was already the limit of what he could say.

"Andrei, aren't you also Italian? As a result, aren't we still good friends now? Charles asked rhetorically, "Could such a beautiful girl be more complicated than you?" ”

This rhetorical question made Andre freeze immediately, and he didn't know how to respond, so he could only answer with a dry smile and vaguely.

Alas, if this boy wants to be in estrus, forget it, why just find this kind of object to estrus? He could only secretly complain in his heart.

…………………………

While André was talking to Charles, on the other side of the living room, another pair of eyes were watching what had just happened. From the beginning to the end, almost nothing is missed.

Although there were many people in the living room, including handsome young men, Fran saw only one person from beginning to end. She watched in silence how her brother had been courteously sticking to a girl just now, and how he was reluctant to say goodbye to her.

She gripped the cup tightly, and before she knew it, her wrists were turning extremely pale from too much force.

The appearance of that girl scratching her head is really disgusting, and she can't see any traces of being educated, let alone that kind of exaggerated dress, what famous lady would dress up like that?

Does my brother like this kind of goods? She couldn't identify with this low taste.

However, the reality is in front of her, and under her gaze, the brother approaches a girl.

Such a courteous attitude, she almost never saw it in him.

Reality hit her hard.

She couldn't come to terms with that reality.

Moreover, the girl's soul is absolutely impure.

Almost only the first time she saw the other person, she felt a sense of disgust, even hatred, from the depths of her soul, and she instinctively sensed that this woman who seemed frivolous and had no brains was quite dangerous.

If anything is the source of evil, then she must be one of them.

Who is she sacred? What are you doing here?

Fran watched carefully as she walked out the door, and then a young man dressed in ordinary clothes but with a very vicious look walked up to her, as if he was reprimanding her.

No one noticed the little girl's gaze.

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