Jian Han laughed as he grabbed Leohard's shirt to prevent him from rushing out suddenly, so that Olivia, who was separated from them by a green fence, would be doubly embarrassed.

Things didn't go as the young butler thought.

Olivia was silent for a moment before asking, "Chocolate, was it specially prepared by your hostess for your hostess?" ”

Jian Han was stunned, she didn't know if the young housekeeper heard it, she was keenly aware of Olivia's emotional changes, and in her words, the word was deliberately accentuated by her, obviously dissatisfied with Mr. Housekeeper.

Without waiting for the young butler to answer, or, from his expression, Olivia had already judged the answer, her voice became polite and distant: "I'm sorry, what you asked me to think about yesterday, I think, I have to think about it again." ”

This sentence is almost a rejection in disguise!

With the sound of high heels stepping on the gravel road and gradually walking away, the young butler muttered again with confusion: "Why? Daddy said, use the man's host's resources to please the hostess, to please your future wife, it will definitely be invincible! ”

"What went wrong—"

The slight footsteps that could barely be heard gradually faded away, and Jian Han finally let go of the hand that restrained Leohard, and laughed out loud, laughing while intermittently: "You say, did Daddy Andrew forget to tell him before telling him this, don't tell his wife, the source of the gift?!" ”

Olivia's question just now, Jian Han also empathized, she understood Olivia's mood very well - as the eldest lady of the Morgan Consortium, the luxuries in this world are just embellishments in her life!

And the gift given to her by the object of affection was actually a gift from her best friend's boyfriend to her best friend! She just buys one get one free!

How can this be endured!

The laughing girl had no idea how infectious her unbridled smile was, and for Leohard, all the butlers and chocolates were left behind, and all he had in front of him was this bright sparkling smile.

Unconsciously, his handsome face softened a little, and the girl's smile easily stained the corners of his lips, and he said relaxedly: "I have decided, our date with Mr. Medici will be set after the shooting!" ”

Well, let him resist the tyrant as much as possible in the operable space!

……

For the Poseidon Trident, who has endured hardships and poverty, and looked at the castle he rented at the worst time, and only had one-way ticket money left in his pocket, the word efficiency has been deeply imprinted into their bones.

After the actors were in place, the shooting location was OK, and the costumes and props were ready, Cyril, the director in charge of the shooting, announced as soon as possible that the filming had officially begun.

Carrying a basket of vegetables through the messy market, wearing a somewhat old but well-ironed long dress, trying to maintain his dignity as the hostess of a well-known painter's house, trying to pick out a cheaper batch of vegetables from a pile of slightly worse sellers.

Accepting the butcher's kindness, and taking away the two stick bones, she quietly put down a few copper pennies, and the smile of the hostess remained until the moment she entered the house.

With Cyril's snap, one of the longest scenes in the film comes to an end, and it also means that, after a full week of shooting, the scene in the artist's residence is over.

Next, only one last lavish dinner remained, a dinner scene in the home of the patron, the young and dissolute Marquis.

All the members of the crew, whether it is the Trident of the Sea God, or the eldest lady's girlfriend group who made a cameo appearance as an extra, or even the young actors who have just been recruited, including Jian Han, are extremely looking forward to this scene.

For no other reason, in this scene, the young marquis of Leohard's cameo will officially play.

The thought of working with this world-famous superstar makes everyone excited.

Of course, in order to avoid Leo Had's favor, Ryan put a lot of effort into designing his style - the noodle hair characteristic of the European medieval aristocracy, plus a mustache, combined with the white powder on his face, ensured that Leohard's most die-hard fans would not recognize him at a glance.

The marquis's mansion directly chose the summer palace, and when one after another four-wheeled carriages stopped at the gate of the brightly lit summer palace, the dinner party officially began.

The painter and his wife rode in a rented carriage, and the position of the two men betrayed the couple's separation—the wife with the pair of pearl earrings sat firmly on the right, while the husband on her left sat on the left edge, almost glued to the door.

When the carriage stopped, the hostess reached out and stroked the unwrinkled skirt, and said without raising her head: "Vermeer, do not leave your last gentlemanly demeanor. ”

The painter, who had already reached out to push the car door, got out of the carriage stiffly, and then, quite impatiently, stretched out his right hand to his wife, who was still in the carriage.

The hostess showed a gentle and touching smile as soon as she got out of the car, and while looking straight ahead, she reminded in a low voice: "Smile, Vermeer!" ”

So, the corners of the painter's lips tugged at the corners of his lips, revealing a blunt smile.

Looking at the brightly lit castle in front of them, the husband and wife took a deep breath at the same time and walked forward.

Naturally, their status was not enough for the honorable marquis to greet him at the door in person.

Even when they arrived, the dinner had already begun early, at the urging of some hungry marquis.

The painter's smile stiffened, but his wife had let go of his hand and walked towards the young marquis, who was seated at the head of the table.

At the same time, the Marquis, who was chatting and laughing with the two young and beautiful ladies on the left and right, also noticed the painter's lady walking towards him.

He beckoned for the first time, and said with an uninhibited smile: "Catherina! Sit down next to me! ”

The painter stiffened his steps and watched his wife sit down calmly beside the Marquis.

The Marquis did not shy away from pushing his stacked plates towards the hostess, and said generously: "I specially asked the butler to prepare your favorite lamb chops today." ”

After a pause, he lowered his voice and said softly with pity: "Honey, you are thin again." ”

The hostess ignored his kindness and raised her hand to beckon the waiter: "Please give me some mashed potatoes." ”

Then he turned to look at the Marquis casually: "I am controlling my weight, and your words really make me happy." ”

The painter, who had witnessed all this not far away, turned pale, and after a moment he began to talk to the two young and beautiful ladies beside him, casually satisfying their curiosity.

(End of chapter)