Leohard couldn't help but ask, "What did you find?" ”

Cosimo IV's fingers curled, flicked the cheek of the beauty in the photo again, and said with a teasing tone: "I found my wife all night having fun, inviting countless celebrities to have a lively party at home——"

"Once, twice, three times—"

"Then I learned to get my hands done, take a hot shower, get a good night's sleep, get on my private jet, and fly back to your mother."

Glancing at the complicated and indescribable expression on the stupid son's face, Cosimo IV laughed lightly: "That's why I asked your little girlfriends, their actresses, do they treat their lives as a play?" ”

"Every time I call, I look pitiful, and when I go back, Her Majesty is always on top, always surrounded by a group of admirers."

Leohhard pursed his thin lips, and after a while, he said softly, "So, your conclusion is—"

The smile on Cosimo IV's face narrowed little by little, this time, he didn't play the face of the beauty in the photo again, his thumb gently stroked her face, and said softly: "Your little girlfriend reminded me, you might as well think about what movies your mother made during those days." ”

Leo Hard was stunned, the switch of memory was naturally touched, and he naturally began to recall, and a string of movie titles came out of his mouth fluently: "Beauty Trick, Flying Asylum, Single Mother, Him and She, Tattooed Girl-"

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and Cosimo IV interrupted him with a smile: "Did you find out too?" My son, these movies are all inclined to the psychological activities of the characters, and they are dark and realistic. ”

"So, your mother, around that time, was suffering from depression."

Cosimo IV opened the cigar box on the table, took out one, held it in his mouth but did not light it, only took a deep breath of fine tobacco, "Most people with depression will be afraid of the crowd and want to lock themselves up, but the more they close themselves, the more severe the symptoms of depression will be." ”

"But there are also a small number of people who prefer to drown themselves in the crowd, although the consequences are the same, no matter how lively, it will not save them from their misanthropic tendencies."

Leohard looked at his father deeply and said indifferently, "But you are always the last straw that overwhelms her. ”

Cosimo IV grabbed the hand of the lighter, raised his head slowly, and said with the same indifference on his handsome face: "You can go out, Mr. Hamilton." ”

Leohard didn't say a word, even though he had won a rare victory in the confrontation with the old man, he didn't have the slightest joy in his heart.

When his hand grasped the doorknob, he slowly turned his head, his blue eyes were blazing, and his handsome face was full of imperativeness, "I will not let go of my nightingale like you, even if I die, I will die with her." ”

With that, he pulled open the door and strode out.

Cosimo IV's body was finally overwhelmed, and the whole person collapsed limply in the chair, and a pair of eyes fell on the girl in the frame, and said softly: "You are so smart, son, why are you so stupid?" ”

Soon, Leohard found his nightingale in the garden, and he opened his arms and hugged the bird that was running towards him.

Jian Han raised his head and smiled brightly: "Is there something wrong?" ”

Leohard inexplicably remembered the last cold look of Cosimo IV in his mind, he shook his head, tried to shake the bad old man out of his mind, looked down at his nightingale, and at the same time quietly handed the folder in his hand to the young butler on the side, and smiled: "It's nothing, we can leave." ”

Jian Han did not doubt him, although she had seen the style of the old European aristocracy, it was worth the trip, she still wanted to return to the place she was familiar with, and happily took Leohard's arm at the moment, and the two of them stepped on the car back to the summer palace together.

Back in the summer palace, it happened that Roy wrote the script for the next work and showed it to Jian Han, Leohard separated from her, and the first thing he did when he returned to the room was to find the young butler, pick up the folder he got back from the bad old man, and quickly browse it.

A long time ago, the cells of the Medici family, when they went out on a mission, still had an aristocratic style, and when writing the mission log, they inevitably brought in the problem of the nobles' preference for gorgeous behavior.

For example, when describing the weather of the day, it will be described in a very aristocratic sentence - the weather is fine today, it is suitable to bring red wine from Bordeaux, France, invite a beautiful young lady to have a picnic, and of course, it is best to avoid her annoying guardian.

Later, he was taught a lesson by a certain Medici patriarch who did things neatly, and embarked on a diametrically opposite extreme path.

It's like the mission log that Leohard is flipping through:

On July 14, Qing, and Fang met in the square and got important information about the overage service of the emperor's fleet.

And so on, all the way over, time and place, meeting people, events, OVER.

It wasn't until the middle of the mission that there was finally a different mission log: Fang asked to use all the points he had accumulated in the Medici family to exchange them for the family's protection of a girl named Shenhan.

Underneath Shenhan's name, two red lines were drawn.

Leohard's eyes narrowed, his slender fingers caressing the name, and according to the urine nature of the Medici family, he had a hunch that he would soon see what he wanted.

Sure enough, after he flipped through a few more pages of boring mission logs, a graphic survey about Shenhan appeared in front of him.

Leohard slowed down his reading, "Orphanage? Sibling? ”

"Ignore it? It's all thanks to my sister's protection to survive? ”

"All the money I can make, scholarships, helpers, and all the money I earn is spent on my sister?"

"Take my sister to eat ice cream for the first time, eat KFC for the first time, buy a new dress for the first time-"

Countless firsts, like the sun hanging high in the sky on a hot summer day, almost piercing people's eyes, the lines of Leohard's face tensed a little bit, making him completely transformed into those brave and ruthless warriors in ancient Greek history, handsome and unapproachable.

"Every year's birthday, I put down all the socialization and spend it alone with my sister-"

"When he became a big star, she also changed from an assistant to his agent."

Leohard read all the way to the bottom of the page, and his gaze returned uncontrollably to the top of the page.

Oh, the lazy author took a two-day break under the pretext of neck pain and downstairs renovation and climbed back to update.

(End of chapter)