On the hot construction site, Staffan Hahn wiped the sweat from his stinging eyes with a towel around his neck and looked up at the still dark sky. It was dark all the time, but Statan knew it was probably noon by now, judging by the change in temperature.

"Staffan, what's wrong?" A foreman walked over and asked.

Staffan is also a member of the Hahn family, who have been here for generations, and can already perceive the change in the weather in this always dimly lit place. The people at their construction site often like to ask him what the weather is.

"Is it going to rain? It's such a hot and muggy day. The foreman also wiped his sweat with a towel, but in such a hot and humid weather, there was still no sunlight in the sky, as if they were covered in a large yellow cover.

"No, there hasn't been any rain lately, and it's not going to rain well here." Staffan looked back and smiled shyly.

"Alas, it's really strange that you guys are like this all year round, and I don't know how you keep it." The foreman wasn't really curious, he had been here for so long, and this was just a complaint, Staffan smiled again, and the young man looked very well-behaved when he laughed, and he didn't say anything, just said vaguely: "We don't know about this, probably the patriarch will know." ”

"We don't dare to ask about the Hahn family now." The foreman waved his hand perfunctorily and went on with his work.

Staffan sent him away with a smile and wiped his sweat again.

The current Hahn family is just a group of bedbugs that kill the lord, and in his heart, there will always be only one patriarch, well, the current young lady will also be the future patriarch of their Hahn.

Staffan remembered the little girl he saw yesterday, and his heart was soft.

Of course, he could see that Miss didn't recognize him at all, but it was normal, Miss was only two or three years old at the beginning, and it was the result of their desperate protection that they could escape, and he didn't dare to leave here all these years, let alone go to Miss, and he didn't even dare to inquire about her life, just for fear of bringing disaster to her again.

He never thought that in his lifetime, he would be able to see Miss again, and Miss seemed to be living a good life.

I heard that the Duke of Bradley was an extremely noble man, and he originally wanted to see how people were doing yesterday and whether he could be the head of the patriarch's family, but in fact, he already had the answer in his heart.

After all, the patriarch is a dead person, and for the sake of a dead person to offend the current Hahn family, who would do such an absolutely loss-making transaction? It's not that the people of the Divine Cult don't really know what happened back then, they just don't want to care.

In fact, it was already their mercy that they were able to keep themselves in their sphere of influence and not be destroyed by the people of the Hahn family.

So, what are you hoping for?

What's more, the current young lady is still by the side of the Duke of Bradley, if the people of the Hahn family are forced to attack the Duke again, no matter how noble the Duke is outside, if he really dies here, there will be nothing, and then he will drag the young lady down.

The patriarch was right at that time, the living people were already living so hard, so don't carry the dead on your back anymore.

Staffan shook his head helplessly, gritted his teeth and picked up the package on the ground.

"Staffafan! Staffan! ”

The package had just been carried on his back, and before the boy could move, he heard a hurried and loud call, and Staffan's heart jumped, and he watched a clergyman see him running quickly.

"Staffan go for a walk, come with me, go shower and change your clothes, come with me quickly." The clergyman told Staffan to drop the package and dragged him to run.

"Hey, Mr. Reverend, what's going on?" Staffan asked as he ran along, finally getting a chance before being wheeled into the bathroom.

"You kid is lucky, you have been appreciated by the nobles, hurry up and bathe and change your clothes, and follow me to meet the nobles." Mr. Priest smiled happily and pushed the boy directly into the bathroom and told him to wash it properly.

Staffan was stunned and pursed the corners of his mouth in the bathroom.

Noble, is that Duke Bradley?

He felt that with his actions yesterday, he shouldn't let the nobles look at him, could it be that the young lady, or there was something in the newspaper that the patriarch hid, so why did he find him?

"Staffafan, move fast!" The priest urged again outside, and Staffan didn't think much about it, so he hurriedly rinsed off the smell of sweat and changed into the clerical clothes that Mr. Pastor had prepared in advance.

"Not bad." The priest looked at him and nodded in satisfaction. "I'll tell you in advance, that noble man is the patriarch of the Shenzi's own family, and he can be said to be the most honorable Duke, behave well."

"Thank you, sir." Staffan said immediately.

Seeing that he was not frightened and cringed, Mr. Pastor nodded more satisfied, and smiled more sincerely. "I'll tell you a little more, and after a while I went in, the little girl closest to Mr. Duke was the daughter of Mr. Duke, and it is said that the Duke was very fond of her."

As soon as she heard the little girl, Staffan couldn't help but jump again, and then she was relieved to hear Mr. Pastor's words.

It turned out to be that very bold little girl, and Staffan was quite impressed by her, especially as if his own young lady had a good relationship with her.

Thinking of his own young lady, Staffan's heart moved slightly, and the urge to know more was almost irrepressible, Staffan walked beside Mr. Priest, pursed the corners of his lips, and finally whispered tentatively: "Mr. Priest, I noticed yesterday that His Excellency the Duke has two children beside him, are they ......" Staffan deliberately said half and half, and the priest continued.

"You want to ask what those two have to do with the Duke, right? I don't know much about this, but I heard that there is no blood relationship, probably Miss Bradley's playmate, but after all, it is also a nobleman's side, so I should be careful. ”

"I understand." Staffan nodded hurriedly.

In fact, Staffan had seen that Miss Bradley, mainly because of the brilliant blonde hair, which was too impressive.

However, whether she was really the child of Duke Bradley or not, he did not know, he had seen the child when he was seriously injured when he was escorting the young lady to escape, and the child was being beaten and scolded and bullied, and it was said that it was because of the blonde hair, such brilliant pure blonde hair was too rare, and it was too bright and beautiful, and it was so bright and beautiful, and sometimes in such a dirty and dim place, it attracted more malice and jealousy.

At that time, he was powerless to save the child, so he could only watch those people pull the child's hair, drag the people and scold them, and he didn't know where to go.

But the child's silent and cowering appearance at that time was still deeply engraved in his heart.

It's a pity that he was already unable to protect himself at that time.