The evening glow gives the Tuileries Gardens a fantastical shade of gold, and visitors stroll through them in pairs and threes to feel the charm of early autumn. Among them were two young men and women.

The man, with gray hair and a round face, and a straight uniform of a court attendant, looked handsome and straight, and he carefully followed the woman, never taking his eyes off her; While the women wore fine silk skirts and a beautiful pink hat on their heads, blonde hair pouring down the brim. She held a small parasol in her right hand, her left hand behind her back, and her eyes were always looking at the red glow in the sky, with a calm and beautiful face, looking thoughtful.

The young man moved his mouth several times, but he didn't speak, as if he wanted to say something but was afraid of upsetting the other party. It wasn't until Zuihou that he finally made up his mind to break the silence that left him at a loss.

"Miss Treville, I'm really honored that you're here today......"

His courteous compliments finally made the young lady notice him.

Charlotte's gaze shifted slightly from the red glow on the horizon, and the habitual smile returned to the beautiful face.

"You've made so many appointments, I finally have some time today, so I'll come here to have a look."

If the young man could look closely at the blue and deep pupils, he would find that there was nothing in them that had anything to do with pleasure or pleasure. However, he could neither do it nor have the heart to see it.

The beautiful and haughty face of Mademoiselle Charlotte de Treville, her graceful manners by natural grace, and her clever and nimble mind, made her smile so enchanting him. He wanted to get close to her, but he felt that she was standing out of his reach.

"I'm really, really honored......" The young man's voice trembled a little, and he was almost incoherent in the face of this surprise, and his face, which was already a little pale, was now even paler.

"Monsieur de Beauwon, you've been busy lately, haven't you?" Charlotte's smile softened, and the ridicule in her mouth was completely disguised as greetings and greetings. "It doesn't look like I'm in good spirits today."

The young man's face was slightly embarrassed for a moment, and then it was quickly masked by a smile.

"I'm sorry, but I've been serving the king a lot lately, so I have to spend too much energy at night, so please forgive me!"

"Oh," Charlotte raised her eyebrows slightly, and her smile seemed to be a little surprised, "Serving the king is not an easy task, and it really makes you hard!" ”

Charlotte knew these people all too well, because they were everywhere she could see.

They spend almost all their days outside the home, and they don't even feel that they have enough time to cope with their daily lives. The social world wonders how much irresistible attraction it can make a young and energetic young man stay from nine o'clock to two or three o'clock in the morning every night, spending so much money and enduring so much fatigue, and then they feel that this is the meaning of life.

In addition to his penchant for indulgence, his main shortcomings are his penchant for face and vanity, and sometimes he does not hesitate to lie and brag in order to exalt himself. With his qualifications and court status, how could he have the opportunity to serve the king? Obviously, I often have fun in some places at night, but I have hollowed out my spirit......

But then again, what young person at this age is not like that? She didn't bother to break it.

No, he's not like that, he's not the same.

The familiar figure flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but look up again at the red-stained sunset.

I don't know how he's doing today.

As if inspired by Charlotte's "amazement", the young Monsieur Maurice de Beauvang, son of the great banker Baron de Beauwon, was in high spirits and spoke much more fluently.

"It's nothing," he smiled, genuinely cheerfully, "it's an honor for us to be able to serve France, and there's nothing to work hard for, and I can stand it." You can enjoy that a walk with me in the Tuileries Gardens at this time is the perfect reward for this poor man...... I have no regrets. ”

"Ahh It's really rare......" Knowing that the other party was just talking big, Charlotte's smile didn't change, "If every young man in France is like you, then what are you afraid of Britain and Russia!" ”

The sudden happiness of "where, where......" almost intoxicated the young people. You're complimenting me too much......"

Charlotte turned her face away again, lest she discover the impatience and disgust in her heart.

However, Morris mistook it for Miss Duke's shyness, and his heart beat a little faster.

How blessed I am to be able to walk in the garden with such a beautiful woman! He thought to himself.

No, it's not enough if ...... If only I could get together with her...... What a blessing that would be!

The young man suddenly had a myriad of thoughts in his mind, the crimson thoughts peculiar to young people.

Am I worthy of her?

She is the granddaughter of the Duke of Treville, but I am also the only son of a great banker and a director of the Banque de France, and although I have a younger sister, my father will always pass on most of the family property to me. It's not a hundred years ago.

So what would she think? Would she think the same way? What the hell does she think of me? Do you like me or hate me?

Judging by the way she looks now, maybe there's a little hope...... If...... If......

Just as all kinds of thoughts were tossing and turning in the young man's mind, Miss Duchess finally spoke again, and her voice was so soft and tactful.

"Your family is really a pillar of the country, the father works hard for the stability of the country, and the son also works hard to serve the king......

Father, father again.

This word makes young people's hearts chill.

Morris admired and had an inexplicable jealousy of his accomplished father, and every son who lived in the shadow of his father's fame would probably have such a complicated perception of his father.

"Okay, that's what we're supposed to do." Morris replied with a reluctant smile.

As if she didn't see the young man's mood at the moment, Charlotte spoke again.

"Speaking of your father, I really admire him. has earned so much business and made so many contributions to the country, if France does not have him, I don't know how much trouble it will make! ”

Her tone was so relaxed and natural that even when Charles himself came, he could barely recognize her as the one who uttered the phrase "I'm going to cut off their heads" that night.

"Yes," Morris sighed, "he's been busy collecting a new batch of railroad bonds for the government lately, but he's been so busy that he can't see anyone all day......"

"So busy?" Charlotte showed just the right amount of skepticism.

"The government is short of money!"

"How can the government be short of money?" Charlotte looked a little confused.

"Good question, miss. I've heard since I was sensible that the government was short of money, but I couldn't think of the government's lack of money......" Morris deliberately made his tone light, and I don't know how many times he quoted this witticism.

He has the level of intelligence that is known as "the ability to pick up people's teeth", and can take other people's witticisms, the witticisms that occasionally appear in plays or tabloids, and quote them everywhere. Of course, his rather handsome appearance and the cheerful temper peculiar to young people can also make him less obnoxious.

Coupled with his father with a net worth of tens of millions, especially his father with a net worth of tens of millions, many wives praised him as a talented man and tried every means to let their daughters get close to him, and others did not dare to contradict them.

Charlotte, however, could see that the sharp gaze hidden in her endless smile had already weighed the poor young man through. A commoner or a person who has just been crowned a nobleman, no matter how high his talent and strengths are, there is not a drop of blood flowing in her veins for them, let alone such ordinary people.

"That's right......," Charlotte sighed slightly, "that's really hard." ”

"I respect you for your concern, Father Xiexie," Maurice bowed, "and besides, our family will continue to serve the Treville family, and as always, we are honored to be able to help you." ”

“xiexie。” Charlotte replied with a smile.

The two families exchanged money frequently, and many of the projects of the Duke of Treville were financed from Baron de Beauvan, and the Duke acted as a guarantor for many other nobles (i.e., fellow party) in the loans of such a large banker.

Therefore, it is necessary and necessary to maintain a harmonious relationship between the two families for the time being, and Charlotte, even if she dislikes Baron Beauwan and his son, has to maintain that kind of relationship for the time being.

"Speaking of which, Grandpa is really worried. The mine he recently invested in through Mr. Bowang has not paid dividends yet, and he has been talking to me about it recently. Charlotte's smile was a little hesitant, "You know, I'm still his secretary, so grandpa told me this kind of thing." ”

That's Charlotte's ultimate intent today.

Young people are hesitant because their fathers rarely discuss business issues with them.

But...... The nervousness and anticipation in Charlotte's smile made him unable to say no.

Can you be in a situation where you say, "I'm sorry, that's not something I can handle......"?

"It's okay, I'll help you ask." The young man hastened to reassure.

"That's great!" Charlotte seemed relieved, "With your help, I'm relieved!" ”

Then the two of them chatted for a while about the recent anecdotes of the Parisian social scene, and it must be said that when it came to this, Maurice had some talents, and he could tell an ordinary thing in a funny way.

Charlotte let Morris speak, smiling and nodding from time to time.

After the two talked for a while, Charlotte looked up at the sky again.

"Oh, the sun is going down!" She sighed, then turned to look at the young man, "Mr. Bowang, come here today, I have to go home." ”

Morris nodded despite reluctance. "I wish I could continue to walk with you next time, it was the greatest pleasure of my life......"

Walking to the carriage, when Charlotte was about to get into the carriage, Morris held out his hand.

"No, sir, it's all right." Charlotte smiled and refused his help, then walked back to the car from the pedals herself. There was no way she would be willing to touch the other person's hand.

However, the young man, who was carried away, happened to take this disgust as a proof of shyness and chastity. He looked at the galloping carriage and spoke softly.

"She's so beautiful!"