"Xinman, it's been twenty-one years. Our children are so old, can't you forgive me?" Peter turned around, looked at Meng Xinman, and said with a gentle look in his eyes.

"You're thick-skinned. Who is your child? Don't talk nonsense in front of my child. Meng Xinman's face was still full of seriousness, "Hurry up, hurry up, I don't have time to grind with you now, Zimo is still sick." ”

The next two sentences are obviously in a relaxed tone, and they are also reverie.

Zimo on the bed vaguely heard something, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Good, good, good. Xinman, you are busy first. Don't get tired. Don't get tired. Take care of our children. He glanced back at Zimo and said, "Zimo, uncle left first." Take care of your illness. ”

"Uncle, you are not allowed to be a scoundrel, I have told you about it, but your story has not been told. Zimo's mouth curled.

"Oh, don't you see? Your mother doesn't welcome me. Your mother knows my story, or you should ask her. Peter smiled and secretly pointed at Meng Xinman.

"Are you going to leave? It's not enough to hurt one, do you want to harm another?" Xinman picked up a towel at the head of the bed and whipped it lightly on Peter's back, Peter dodged exaggeratedly.

After Peter left, Meng Xinman sat beside Zimo, looked at her daughter's small mouth, her face was full of pain, and asked, What's wrong? Did the Marquis say something to you?

Didn't say anything. He just wanted to exchange stories with me, and I told him all about my illness, but you kicked him out before he could even start his story. My mother, do you know the situation, Peter is the Marquis of the Confederacy, and he is currently the acting duke in charge of the entire Confederacy, and his rank is equivalent to that of the president or head of state in history, are you too rude, no, are you too uncultivated? Zimo stared at his mother's eyes.

As if I was afraid that my mother would run away, I chased and asked, Ms. Meng Xinman, look at the appearance of the two of you, is it really a story like that, how did I find out that I was a little eyebrow-raising and flirting. Besides, is your precious daughter really someone else's daughter, then our dad doesn't know?

Mom, just tell me, and I'll keep it a secret for you.

Meng Xinman was about to count Yu Zimo when there was a knock on the door.

It was the secretary Wu Xi who came in. Secretary Wu said politely and politely: "Madam, excuse me." If you and Miss have any needs, just ask. If you can't tell the story, the security guard on duty outside the door will be ready to communicate to you. This is also what the Marquis meant. In addition, the Marquis ordered someone to bring the gifts that had been left behind for the young lady. After speaking, he politely sent the gift to Yu Zimo's bedside, and stood aside respectfully waiting for an answer.

"Secretary Wu, there is no lady here, we ordinary people don't pay so much attention, please go back, thank you for your kindness." Although Meng Xinman's words were sharp, he was still generous and decent.

"Mom, don't be angry. You see how attentive Uncle Peter is, I can already smell the aroma of red sausage and caviar, and I don't know if the ice cream can be eaten or not. Uncle Peter's speed is really fast. Mr. Secretary, thank Uncle Peter on my behalf. Yu Zimo happily said to Wu Xi, "Please go back first, we don't have any needs for the time being." ”

This afternoon, for this news sister, many things came too suddenly, too unexpectedly, and too incredible. Without any psychological preparation, such a bombshell information came unexpectedly, and she obviously felt a little unstable and smashed.

If what the Marquis of Peter said was true, then the mystery of her mother's mind was further magnified.

After so many days in the hospital, she didn't think clearly about the first question, and she couldn't even think of the result when her brain hurt: Why did my mother let herself pretend to be sick?

However, pretending to be sick can't escape the doctor's eyes, and what tricks did my mother use to convince the doctor and even deceive the hospital's equipment?

Now, there is another person who claims to be his biological father, and he is not an ordinary person. Marquis Peter, this is the supreme leader of the Confederacy. The old mother did not try her best to deny it, but her words seemed to be strange and delicate to drive away the marquis, if it were not for that relationship, what woman in the world would dare to make such a disrespectful move?

Moreover, the words and deeds of the Marquis of Peter just confirmed his suspicion: there must have been an entangled relationship between them.

However, judging from the current situation, the mother does not want to uncover the scars of the past, and the obvious old feelings of Marquis Peter are unforgettable. Therefore, my mother will try to avoid it, and Marquis Peter will not be entangled because of his position and personal influence, let alone use public weapons for private purposes, and have schemes. Curiosity has taken root in the heart of this twenty-one-year-old girl, and Yu Zimo will not give up without exploring the truth!

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Peter temporarily came to see Yu Zimo, but he didn't expect to meet Meng Xinman. He knew the cause of Zimo's illness in his heart. Encountering the former heartbroken man, the fire that was about to be extinguished was ignited again. Although he had long known that Meng Xinman was a butler in the Duke's official residence, or rather the duke's reassuring butler, he did not approach the Duchess through Meng Xinman's idea. In his opinion, whether it is the Duchess or Xinman, he must be regarded as the Duke's opponent.

But at this moment, the idea is fully ripe. Even, he has already designed the bridge section that surprised Meng Xinman again. Peter knew that although he had a child with Meng Xinman, he did not fully understand this woman, and always felt that her heart was big and deep, like the sea, magnificent waves, but also uncertain. That's what makes this woman unforgettable.

Meng Xinman's mood at the moment was the same as Peter's, flat ground. She never thought that this powerful man would come to visit Yu Zimo. She couldn't guess why he came to the hospital. He knew that Yu Zimo was his daughter? This was not a reason, he should have known it a long time ago. And his daughter was only a minor illness this time, and he didn't need to come in person as he was in a high position. He wanted to take the opportunity to meet Meng Xinman? He couldn't say that with his identity, if he wanted to meet Meng Xinman, he could choose it at any time. He knew the relationship between Zimo and the duke, but he didn't know the whereabouts of the duke, and wanted to take the opportunity to visit Zimo to inquire about the duke's news? This is possible, but I remember what Zimo just said that this uncle is most concerned about the process of her illness? The illness of an insignificant little girl can attract the attention of the top leadership, and it seems that this "disease" is already related to the overall situation. And this "disease" is all about Meng Xinman's mastery, and his thinking has come here step by step, and Meng Xinman has already made a bamboo in his chest.

About an hour after Peter left, it began to get dark. Meng Xinman packed up the dishes and chopsticks in the lunch box and asked Zimo what he wanted to eat for dinner, he had to go back to the mansion first, and dinner might be delivered later. Zimo said that there was no problem, and quipped: "Mom, your complexion is much better today, and they all say that people are in good spirits on happy occasions, no matter how we look at Ms. Meng Xinman, she looks like an eighteen-year-old girl, and when she is shy, her face is red." ”

"You dead girl, make fun of your mother, be careful of me spanking. Xinman counted down his daughter in disgust.

"You fight, fight. Zimo lifted the white quilt and pouted his round and tight little buttocks, "If you dare to hit me, I will tell Uncle Peter next time, and let him beat you as much as you beat me." ”

"Little girl, aren't you still going to heaven? The old lady wants to give it a try. The mouth kept counting, and he tore off his daughter's pants coldly, revealing the fleshy white buttocks, and slapped it on it.

With a scream of "ah", Yu Zimo hid in the quilt at a lightning speed, leaving only his face outside.

"Oh my mother, how dare you beat it! This is your own daughter's ass, it's made of meat, and it hurts. Zimo shouted at Xinman with a smile.

"Oh, it's made of meat? I thought it wasn't. This slap is to tell you that I am your mother. Don't think you're a big girl, the old lady won't dare to beat you. Have a longer memory, Miss Zimo. Meng Xinman was serious but couldn't help laughing. Yu Zimo just let out an uneven scream of "wow", shaking his head quickly and constantly from side to side, obviously feeling that it was a shame for the eldest girl to be spanked, even if this person was his own mother.

When I arrived at the Duke's residence, it was already the time to turn on the lights, and the street lights were already half on.

At this time, it should be dinner time for the Duchess.

The floor management is well-trained, the lights in the rooms of the mansion are turned on, and everything seems so peaceful and peaceful.

Xinman went to the restaurant first, and several service staff were busy, but there was no shadow of Mrs.

Xinman could have waited at the restaurant, but she didn't. Madame, who has always been punctual in her meal, why is she late today? She decided to go to Madame's bedroom to have a look.

I checked the rooms along the way, and found no difference, and when I passed by Mrs. Lin Yunnan's room, I found that the door was not closed, and the light inside was on, and Xinman was stunned: It's rare that this guy is still there today. Holding his breath, he paused outside the door for a moment, but didn't hear anything inside. Xinman frowned and asked the young man on duty outside the door, who told her that there was no one inside. "What did the assistant do?" "I'm sorry, butler, I don't know about that. ”

Where else can I go? This guy who is neither a man nor a woman went to Madame's room. Xinman reasoned so.

She remembered that every time she went to Madame's room, this guy would actively block the door, and he would talk non-stop with a hippie smile.

The light was on in Madame's room, the door was hidden, and a soft light leaked through the crack in the door. A beautiful little girl was waiting at the door.

Xinman remembered that the waiter lady's service staff were all specially selected by her, and all of them were first-class beauties, so she could basically call them by name.

The little girl on duty today should be called Xiaoqing. The age is about the same as his girlfriend Mo, especially the sweet smile, when smiling, revealing the white little shell teeth, the two tiger teeth are particularly cute.

Seeing the housekeeper coming, Xiaoqing bowed, smiled sweetly, and whispered: Good housekeeper, good Aunt Xinman.

"Xiaoqing, is Madame there, didn't you remind you at dinner time?" Xinman nodded as a greeting, and then immediately asked.

"Report to the housekeeper, Madame has been busy, I have also reminded her, Madame said she knows. Xiaoqing still replied with a smile.

"Is Madame alone in there?"

"It should be, I've been there in the afternoon and haven't seen anyone go in. ”

Hearing the little girl's answer, Xinman muttered in her heart, where did Lin Yunnan, this monster who is neither male nor female, go?

Meng Xinman is one of Madame's most trusted subordinates. Lin Xiuzhi usually doesn't see him as a person, and the relationship between the two is like sisters.

"Madame, I'm in. Xinman told his wife as he pushed the door into the bedroom and closed the door with his hand.

Seeing the housekeeper enter the lady's bedroom, Xiao Qing outside the door smiled faintly and crept away. In her place, it turned out to be a short and stout young man, the man was dark-skinned, and he was wearing a black mask, and his facial expression was even more unclear.

The man dressed in black was covered in all kinds of weapons and equipment, and the most striking thing was a shiny scimitar on his right waist, which was a Gurkha scimitar with a long history and unique shape.

Meng Xinman did not see Madame when he entered the door. The bedroom was very large, the floor was covered with a thick wool carpet, and there was no sound when she walked, she thought that Madame was busy inside, but she didn't hear it, and called out continuously, Madame, where are you? I am Xinman, do you hear my voice?

The bedrooms are huge. Entering is a spacious living room with cloakroom and shoe closet, façade wall mirrors, sanitary ware, and simple touch-up items that stand out on the delicate dressing table. If it is a stranger, you will find that this bedroom may be the exclusive use of the hostess, because from the moment you enter the door, you will rarely see male objects.

The central bedroom is only a hanging bead curtain, and the large deep-sea pearls declare the luxury of the owner.

In addition to a large bed in the middle of the central bedroom, there are many kinds of aristocratic utensils and supplies.

Most subtly, behind the central bedroom, in addition to two bathrooms with bathrooms, there is a relatively small house. In addition to the dresser, there is also a bedding similar to a spring stool. There is a small reception room next to it, a secret elevator cleverly hidden on one wall, and countless instruments and communication devices on the opposite wall, which is obviously the work of the Duke's personal security team, ensuring that the Duke is in control at all times and avoiding unforeseen risks.

The secret command center, which looked like a reception room, was hidden in the back of the bedroom, and it was clear that not many people knew about it.

Meng Xinman didn't know what was going on, and always thought it was just a bathroom, or a bathroom.

Even if you don't wear slippers and walk around the room, you still don't make a sound at all.

Entering the lady's bedroom, Xinman changed into special lambskin soft slippers according to the rules, she was a little unaccustomed, she walked very slowly, and she was still worried about falling. The central master bedroom has an unobstructed view, and there is no shadow of the lady. She estimated that Madame should be in the dressing room inside, and walked all the way to the back, still shouting, Madame, are you there?

Didn't hear a response, but saw that the door in the middle was hidden again, and there seemed to be a figure moving, and there was a faint sound of retching, and Meng Xinman was sure that it was Mrs. In fact, this is the official residence of the duke, who else can enter the door except the lady?

"Ma'am, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? I'm in. Xinman said in a respectful tone.

Pushing open the door, he didn't see his wife, and Meng Xinman wondered, what was going on? I saw a figure just now, and I vaguely heard a voice, why did I disappear all of a sudden? I went to the bathroom? I guessed in my heart, my eyes were always in one direction—from the beginning of the dresser to the direction of the bathroom.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a big hand stretched out, covered his mouth, and the other hand wrapped around her waist, and without hesitation, he put her down on the spring bench in the middle of the room······