Chapter Ninety-Four: Accosting
However, despite Asker's full load and murderous spirit, there are still unbelieving men who come out to talk.
"A few young ladies ......" A young aristocratic man with a smile on his face walked out, and before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Medea:
"Call me Madam."
"Ma'am?" The young aristocratic man frowned, this red-haired beauty who didn't look very old and had the hottest figure was actually already a married woman? Damn, who started so fast! It's a pity, if you're married......
Better wow, isn't that more exciting!
He calmed his mind again, and said with a smile the reason he had already thought of: it turned out that the several clothing stores that the girls had visited before, and the original suppliers of the clothes they bought, were the property of this aristocratic man.
After graciously thanking everyone for their patronage and praising the beauty of the girls, the aristocratic man went along with the idea of a so-called paid business cooperation: he hoped that the girls would wear these clothes and take a few beautiful high-definition photos to use as commercial promotion for his family's clothing store.
Of course, this is just a reasonable reason, and its fundamental purpose is just to get closer to the relationship, which is the so-called pickle girl. It's just that the argument is more ingenious, which not only satisfies the vanity of the girls' love for beauty, but also carries the temptation of monetary interests.
Taking pictures is not something that can be taken directly, you have to make up and shoot, and there is a lot of time to prepare in the middle, which is enough for aristocratic men to quietly show their family background during the time they spend with each other, so as to win the hearts of these girls.
Whether it's a wife, a virgin, or a girl, as long as it's beautiful, I want them all. This is not greed, this is self-confidence, which stems from the strong self-confidence accumulated by this aristocratic man after following this hunting routine and achieving many victories.
"I'm not going to do it." Medea pressed her fingers to her lips and said with a charming smile, "My husband is behind, he is more possessive and jealous, and he can't accept my photo being put in public." β
Excuses, obvious excuses. The aristocratic man looked at the man carrying a large bag behind him, and thought disdainfully, "Eighty percent is just this noble lady's guard."
However, he was not stupid enough to deny the other party directly, but just showed a look of pity gracefully, and then threw the invitation to the remaining girls.
It's okay, even if you don't take pictures, as long as your girlfriend nods and agrees, I'll invite you over to play.
In addition to the amorous Medea, the most beautiful woman present is, of course, the little princess Sheila. The latter sighed in his heart, regretted not wearing the mask a little, and said lightly in the man's gentle and implicitly fiery gaze:
"I'm sorry, but my boyfriend doesn't like it when I take on a similar job."
"It's just taking pictures." The aristocratic man said elegantly.
"He's a little cautious." Sheila pointed to Aske behind her and said, "Or you go and ask him?" β
Aristocratic Men: ???
Wait! Your boyfriend, and her husband, are the same person?
Of course, he wouldn't really ask Asker, it would be a humiliation.
After a moment of silence, the aristocratic man smiled slightly awkwardly and looked at Peggy:
"This beautiful young lady, you shouldn't be also a famous flower, right?"
Due to her petite stature, Peggy looks much younger than Sheila (in fact, the two are about the same age), and the aristocratic man guesses that she is about fifteen years old, and it is impossible to say that she already has a boyfriend at such a young age.
Peggy tugged at the corners of her mouth and said:
"I'm his maid."
"Maid?!" The aristocratic man's face was stiff, where did he come from such a beautiful maid? If you stay by the side of the man for a long time, your wife can actually bear it?
"And it's the close-fitting kind." Peggy stabbed him in the heart again, "It's already warmed up." β
"You ......" the aristocratic man finally couldn't hold back his face. To be honest, it didn't matter if he was rejected, but everyone used the guard behind him to block the gun, which was clearly undisguised ridicule and ridicule, and he was about to open his mouth angrily when he heard Mia and Mi'er laugh at the same time:
"We, we're also apprentices to maids!"
"Fack!" The aristocratic man finally couldn't help but curse, and turned away angrily. The girls giggled and laughed behind him.
"Isn't it a little too much?" Mi'er asked.
"What's too much about that?" Medea scolded with a smile, "You look at his skillful tone, I obviously don't know how many girls he has harmed with this method, and he also treats the old lady as a stupid white sweet to hook up, and the old lady doesn't give him a slap in the face!" β
"Sheila's excuse is so bad." Peggy couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What a boyfriend." If the other party is a little brazen and directly opens his mouth to dig a corner, what should you do? It's not a definite fiancΓ©! β
"Then I'll give him a slap in the face." Sheila also smiled.
The aristocratic man walked out menacingly, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he felt. He claims to be a veteran of the love scene, when has he ever been teased and ridiculed by such a group of little girls?
Three or four revenge plans flashed in my mind, such as robbing people's daughters or something, it was too embarrassing, I was not the kind of nouveau riche aristocrat, there was no need to spoil my reputation for this kind of thing. But it's okay to scare them, don't they say in unison that the guard in the back is their husband/boyfriend/master?
Find a few local thugs, provoke them in front of them, and beat the guard to see how they react on the spot. It's certain that you'll be panicked, maybe you'll scream in fright, and then you'll reprimand the gangsters when you come back, say a few cool words that are not salty or light, and then admire their embarrassed faces.
Thinking like this, the anger in the hearts of the aristocratic man dissipated, and gradually a little happiness came up, this method is feasible, but for the sake of safety, it is necessary to find out the identity of these girls first.
The five beautiful girls, each good at winning in the spring and autumn moons, and they all know each other, obviously not from Mingxing City, otherwise the circle of the sons and gentlemen would have spread a long time ago, and they should have come from other places.
Not to mention anything else, looking at the clothes and conversations of these people, it is obvious that they are not ignorant village girls and village women, and they are also escorted...... Although it's a bit pitiful, carrying so much luggage alone, but it's obviously a serious armed person.
Looking for gangsters or not insurance, should you find a few guards at home? The aristocratic man was frowning and thinking when he heard a voice behind him:
"Nolund?"
"Miss Eleanor." When the aristocratic man looked back, he immediately showed the most perfect smile. Her Royal Highness, the daughter of the Weissbach family and the princess of the Duchy of Bavaria, was standing behind him with another girl, casting a puzzled look at him.