With a sudden rise of anger that had been suppressed by himself, Charles slowly walked back to his home.

weishenme？ weishenme I'm going to be so angry?

He asked himself in his mind.

The moment he heard Charlotte say about himself, the thought of "I'm going to kill his whole family" really flashed in his mind.

weishenme？

It's not in love anymore, it's normal for a young and beautiful woman like Charlotte to be pursued by other people, right? You should have thought about it beforehand. Besides, he told himself countless times that he and Charlotte had parted ways and would never cross paths again, so there was no reason to be so angry.

But...... The thoughts that ignited at that moment were so real and terrifying that they shattered all kinds of boasting before me.

"I'd rather go to a convent than marry someone like this...... then his heart suddenly remembered Charlotte's later words, and then his heart suddenly felt a little relieved.

And then this relief was quickly replaced by self-blame. "Charles, remember for me, feelings are feelings, and careers are careers!" The admonition of the Marquis of Treville rang through his heart once more.

I'm such a half-fool......

Charles shook his head self-deprecatingly. Forget it, don't think about it, it's still a big deal, and he walked straight to his bedroom.

Until he returned home, he didn't see a sudden flash of sight in a room on the second floor.

Although Charles had lowered his voice very softly, it was still noticed by a certain girl who had not yet fallen asleep.

Fran, dressed in pajamas, leaned against the window, looked carefully at her brother who had returned home, and then returned to her bed with a smile and returned to sleep.

It's great that my brother is back safe and sound today! She hugged the pillow and said a silent word.

She hadn't asked him anything since she had been hugged by his brother who had lost his soul that day, but whenever he went out at night, she always had to make sure that he had returned, no matter how late it was. Even if she was a little sluggish in class the next day, she didn't care.

Before Charles knew it, the concern and bond between brother and sister had reached this point. Maybe this is the relationship between brothers and sisters who depend on each other? Maybe it's more than that?

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The next day, when Charles got up, he didn't care about anything else, but went straight to the old marquis's room to receive guidance and guidance. Fran, on the other hand, pretended that nothing had happened, and after breakfast, she honestly said goodbye to her brother and grandfather and went to accept the day's schoolwork.

When she arrived in the studio, she was surprised to see her friend, who was a little in poor spirits.

"What the hell is going on? My dear friend! You don't seem to be in good spirits lately, huh? She reached out and wiped Fran's silky face, "Is something going on at home?" Or are you sick? ”

Fran shook her head, then sat down in her seat.

"Xiexie you care, Mary, nothing." She replied softly. "I'm just a little tired."

"If you're tired, you should usually pay more attention to rest!" Miss Marquis whispered a reproach, "It's not yesterday and today, you have been like this a lot lately, and even the teacher is a little unhappy!" ”

"I said it was all right!" Fran smiled reluctantly, then picked up the paintbrush. "Alright, let's draw first."

"Hey...... You're really ......," Mademoiselle Marquis couldn't help but sigh, and then picked up the paintbrush as well, "No matter what, you have to pay more attention to your body." Then she smiled again, "By the way, I forgot to congratulate you, you'll soon be Miss Painter......"

Just yesterday, the old Durrenburg painter announced his decision in his studio, and as the best of the students, Fran's paintings will be featured in his solo exhibition. Although several other students will also be exhibited, the quality and quantity of the selected works show the preference of the old painter for Miss Treville.

"Don't say that, it's early." Fran's face was a little red, but she could still tell the excitement on her face. "Now it's just a few paintings that the teacher has taken out and exhibited, and it's still a long way from becoming a real painter......

"Don't be modest!" Mary couldn't help but laugh, "If you don't even take the teacher's appreciation and preference seriously, then you're going to us off, don't forget that we don't get anything...... You see, this time the teacher chose you, and the classmates didn't say anything, this is what your talent deserves. That Miss Beauwang has caused a lot of controversy......"

Fran listened with a smile at first, but when she heard the latter sentence, she hurriedly interrupted her friend's words, and then deliberately lowered her voice.

"Don't say that, Mary. I think Miss Beauwon's paintings are still very good...... Also, don't talk about these irrelevant things here, so as not to get involved in trouble. ”

Because of Fran's talent and hard work, the teacher's decision did not cause too many complaints from the students, at most it caused some private jealousy. However, for the other recommended candidates, the two parties look down on the students who are on the opposite side, and often speak ill and sarcastically and belittled each other.

This mutual depreciation out of position turns into a quarrel every time without any surprise.

Nowhere is this more evident than in the case of the leader of the banking party, Miss Lola de Beauwon, who selected two of her paintings, only to be degraded by the opposing faction and ridiculed, and even deliberately ridiculed that she had given the teacher a large sum of money in private. However, in Fran's opinion, the selected paintings of Miss de Beauvin are indeed very good, and the teacher still handles them impartially as always, and does not show partiality.

Moreover, Fran was afraid of being involved in these rights and wrongs of the two parties, so she immediately spoke out to stop Mary's words. Because of her background, although she is a neutral, Mary is still slightly biased towards the aristocratic party, but she didn't stand directly because she was afraid of trouble, so it is not surprising that she said such things.

However, it was too late for her to stop it.

"Controversy? I don't think there's anything controversial about it, I'm talented enough to deserve this award. ”

A grim voice sounded behind the ears of the two.

Fran and Mary subconsciously turned their heads back, and then took a cold breath in their hearts at the same time.

Lola, the leader of the banking party, was looking at the two of them with her haughty and indifferent gaze. She was dressed in a luxurious dress as usual, and she still wore a high bun on her head, and she looked so awe-inspiring. "Mademoiselle de Léoland, perhaps you have a different opinion on this, can you explain ...... to me?"

Mary was stabbed a little bitterly by the sight. This is one of the direct heirs to a fortune of tens of millions of francs!

"Miss Beauwang, I'...... I mean...... I mean...... "Mary was a little nervous under Lola's imposing suppression," but there were some who thought there were other works that could match yours......

"Oh? I don't think so, maybe you can give me an example? Lola continued to push in.

Mary's face became more and more ugly.

Fran took a covert look around and found that Matilda hadn't come back today, so there was basically no one to restrain her. She sighed secretly in her heart, this time she was the only one who went out.

"Miss Beauwon, that's not what Mary meant!" Fran smiled and played a round, "Anyway, as far as I am concerned, your work is indeed quite good, the teacher is not the kind of person who will show favoritism, you rely on your own strength to get his favor......"

Fran's words finally relieved the other party.

Miss Banker lowered her gaze and let Mary go. "Hmph, there are still people who know the goods, and the difference between excellent people and ordinary people is so far."

Fran gave Mary a gentle kick under the table, and Mary moved out of the corner for a moment.

After Mary left, the corner fell into a temporary silence, much to Flanna's trepidation.

"Don't worry, I just came here to congratulate you, but I didn't expect to hear Miss Leolan's comment on me by the way." Fortunately, Lola opened her mouth to break the silence, "You are indeed more talented in painting than I am, and I will not fail to see this. ”

Fran forced a forced laugh. "Xiexie, congratulations!" Then she looked at Lola cautiously, "Miss Beauwon, Mary just mentioned it unintentionally, and she didn't mean to target you......"

"I won't take it personally." Before she could finish speaking, Lola answered directly. "I'm tired of talking like this today, how can I still take it to heart?"

"That's good." Fran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember my last proposal?" Lola suddenly asked again.

"Proposal?" Fran was stunned for a moment, then remembered.

The last time Matilda didn't come back, Lola approached her and offered her to join Lola's party, but she politely refused. Unexpectedly, she still didn't give up, and this time she came again.

Still, the answer won't be any different.

"I'm sorry, Miss Beauwon......" Fran said softly but firmly, "I'm just here to paint well, and I don't want to get involved in anything else......"

The banker's daughter stood silently, just looking at Fran.

Fran looked back at her with a smile, a little nervous inside, she must not be used to other people's rejection, right?

"She's so beautiful, and she's so talented...... Lola suddenly sighed, then shook her head, "It's okay, you can come to me anytime in the future." ”

Fran was relieved.

Just as she thought Lola would leave, Lola suddenly came closer, and then she looked closely at the picture in the frame. "Is this your family?"

"Yes." Fran nodded, "The scene is my living room. One of the characters is my grandfather, and the other is ......" she paused slightly, "my brother".

"It's a good drawing." Lola commented, then nodded to leave.

"Miss Beauwon, are you an only daughter?" Fran asked casually.

"Nope." Lola replied suddenly and coldly, then turned to leave.

"I have two heirs to my family, which is a bit much."

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PS1: There's something to do tomorrow for a short business trip.,I can't update it.,But the day after tomorrow will make up for the two.。

PS2: I found that this novel actually has a post bar.,It's so open! I didn't expect that I would be able to enjoy this treatment, xiexie open bar children's shoes......

PS3: Next week, this book will be strongly promoted, and I will save up manuscripts in addition to the normal update for a while, and the list will not waver during the day!

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