10,000 silver coins are equivalent to 100 gold, and this skirt was originally sold for only 28 gold, and if Filia added another zero, the matter would not be over. The old tailor www.biquge.info lost to the wayward eldest lady, and said to Ophelia in a sloppy manner: "Look around again to see if there is a design or pattern that you like, so that I can integrate the new ideas into the old design, and use this white dress as a model to cut the most perfect dress for you." ”

Filia ripped off the check in a chic manner, handed it to the old man, and pinched Ophelia's face affectionately: "Little cutie, this is a welcome gift from my sister to you." You must be the prettiest at the prom. ”

Ophelia was shy and excited, happier than her birthday, tiptoe a kiss on Filia's face, shouted "thank you", and happily looked at the clothes.

Otto stood at the door, whispering to Frederick as if he were on the verge of a great enemy: "My sister has fallen, and she owes a foreign debt in an instant!

"Go back and ask about the total price of the tailor, and you have to pay it back from the Finance Bureau. Frederick blushed and whispered, "Only we can take care of my sister, and no one can take away this honor." No one!"

"But my sister has fallen!" Otto emphasized, pale. "Compared with the ignorant, vulgar and unsentimental big brother, the young lady can teach her makeup, speak for her, and accompany her to go shopping, accompany her to buy and buy, I don't know how much better than my brother! Our competitiveness is completely incomparable, brother!"

"Don't be nervous Otto......" Frederick tried to comfort her, but to no avail, Otto had already muttered out in a daze: "No, I must not lose my sister! I can do it when I go shopping and look at clothes or something, even if I can't give pertinent advice, I must rely on her side to applaud and scatter flowers, otherwise I will be abandoned by my sister!"

"Calm down......"

"I can't calm down at all!" Otto turned back sadly, clenched his fists resentfully, and pointed at Ophelia in the distance with indignation: "What a lovely sister she is! She is destined to be snatched away by a strange brother-in-law, what a sad ending it is! Desperately beware of the omnipresent brother-in-law, it has exhausted me, I am on guard against men, how can I let my sister be snatched away by women! You are right!"

Frederick was dumbfounded, stretched out his hands and shouted weakly, "You sister, give me a little restraint......"

Then Otto waved his hands, quickly walked to Ophelia, and said with a smile: "I think I can change it like this, oh, show all your shoulders, but keep your sleeves, your collarbone is beautiful......" Suddenly talked like a, listening to my sister's eyes lit up, and the three of them discussed it enthusiastically like a girls' party.

Frederick covered his face in shame and lamented the bumpy fortune of the family.

"What are you muttering, are you arguing?" asked Filia as she walked over and asked with concern.

Frederick's eyes widened, and he spied on the information: "Filia, let me ask you a question. ”

"Huh?" Filia shook her body, stopped, looked at him with wide eyes, and nervously doubted: "He, did he get the hint? yes, I've dressed up so seriously, he must have felt the difference—" Suddenly her mood rippled, and "curiosity" and "anticipation" were like waves on the shore, making her itch to endure the silence, and look at him boldly with a red face, as if the questions behind him were all spirits, which could make her float.

Filia "Huh?", innocently tilting her head to look at him, waiting for him to ask. The moonlight was plated on her face through the glass, and Frederick suddenly felt that Filia's eyes were extremely moving. The blooming eyelashes are like starlight, and the blue eyes are full of the girl's mood, which is admirable when it is lively, and pitiful when it is affectionate, and at this moment of concentration, people just want to hug and kiss her, first make her breathless, and then ask her what is on her mind.

Then Frederick seriously asked, "Are you heterosexual?"

Time paused again. Frederick's innocent face was still lying there, but Filia wanted to hit his innocent face with a hammer and shatter the picture like a mirror.

It's heterosexual, of course it's heterosexual! Otherwise, why would my sister go out for a ride in a cool miniskirt? It feels like it's going to be gone every minute? It's completely insecure, okay! I can't see such an obvious sacrifice, I really want to catch this idiot and press it into a ball!

Filia was so angry that her teeth fought, her fists trembled to restrain her desire to kill the enemy, she closed her eyes and bowed her head, comforting herself: "But that's right, heterosexuality is getting less and less, and it's understandable for him to confirm it, speaking of which, I also want to check if he's a firm heterosexual, right? After saying a good word for him in his heart, his murderous spirit softened, and he muttered and asked, "Of course I am." Aren't you?"

When these words were asked, a sense of ritual arose, as if the exchange of codes could only cooperate, as if the faith could only be married, and the questions were asked clearly before the exchange, highlighting a seriousness. As soon as she thought of this, her heart beat again, and she felt that her hair was itchy, and she couldn't help but straighten it out, and when the breeze blew cold, she held the bag and pressed it on her skirt, reserved and well-behaved, and she was very small and jasper.

Then Frederick suddenly came to light, stroked his palms and laughed: "Then I will rest assured." Otto is afraid that you will open the door to a new world for Ophelia - if you are heterosexual, we will have no worries as brothers......"

Before the word "la" could be spat out, a silver-chained women's bag slammed into Frederick's face, causing his head to shake, and then Philia, who couldn't bear it any longer, rushed up and pushed him to the ground, picked up the bag like a full moon, and whipped the corpse with a crackling crackle.

"Philia?" Frederick shook his hand in front of Philia's eyes, "What are you thinking?"

"Huh?" Filla awoke from her fantasy, stared at him blankly, her red lips furrowed, and replied dryly, "No." Didn't think about anything. She sat down on a wire chair, across a round table with carved iron patterns from Frederick.

"You're so good-looking today. I finally know why you don't wear makeup. Frederick took out two teacups and poured tea for her: "You have to leave a way for other women to live." ”

"Be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future. Philia was so praised that her anger was extinguished, and she suddenly lay down in the sea of pink and lilac flowers, chatting happily with him. The world couldn't be better in this second.

"I have a different opinion. Wiener is so crowded that there is no one left behind. If I want to live, I have to go the way of others, so that others have no way out. Frederick bowed his head to his tea, and then told her in a heartfelt manner: "If you can go north, you will never flee south, this is my aim." The rift between Bafaria and Sirisha could no longer be resolved, and Ferdinand and I were already in flames. And Oppenheimer stumbled me more than once, and I also found out the reason: his private bank was responsible for taking care of Ferdinand's assets, and in return, Ferdinand would leak irrelevant information in advance, acting as a bellwether for Oppenheimer's speculative investment. The two of them are working together to get me, can I still leave them a way out?"

Frederick looked at Filia's teacup and asked himself, "Of course I can't leave them behind. I have only one way to go, and that is the path under their feet - and only then will they have no way to go, and together they will decide the winner in a 'game of life and death'. (To be continued.) )