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After living here for a few days, eating well and sleeping soundly, Fiona's originally pale complexion became moist and shiny again, exuding the infinite charm of a young girl.

In a trance

Fiona will feel like she has returned to her private estate in Normandy, and she remembers the beautiful and happy days of wearing expensive new Parisian dresses and listening to her governess in the garden to explain the history of European art......

All dreams were soon shattered.

Fiona had to face the fact that things were terrible at home in Seattle;

His father, the Count of Normandy, was seriously ill in bed, and his mother, Yesenia, had to take care of her seriously ill husband and struggle to make ends meet. My younger sister Nicole is 12 years old this year, and she doesn't have a dress that can be used for formal occasions.

Two poor elder brothers, died in the terrible upheaval a few years ago......

Fiona, 16, was in the prime of her cardamom years and had to pick up the burden of her family and move to faraway California to earn a living.

In the past few days, Fiona has wanted to stop Li Fushou, who left early and returned late, and asked for some salary advances.

$10...... No...... $5 is fine.

She had no money on her, not even a penny on the ferry, and no way to go to Auckland to intercede with the manager, Ben-Lewis.

Ben-Lewis, the chubby bank manager, looked into his eyes as if he were looking at a cargo, not a living person, cold and without temperature.

Fiona was so entangled in her heart that she told her that it was best to go to Mr. Lee.

The Count of Normandy's lung disease could not be delayed any longer, and the family's valuable things were almost sold, so Yesenia had to give up her cheeks to sing in the small theater in exchange for a meager salary of 40 cents a week.

Come to think of it

Fiona felt sad for a while, Yesenia was a noble and elegant hostess, the focal point of aristocratic gatherings, talking about the works of the impressionist painter Monet with unique and profound insights, and always enjoying the privileged aristocratic life.

But now...... But they have to endure the pointing and pointing of lowly and rude commoners, and sing in small theaters.

The most helpless is the Oriental nobleman Mr. Li, who always goes out early and returns late these days, has endless banquets, and is busy with endless things, so he has no leisure to pay attention to himself at all.

Fiona felt bored after staying in the villa all day with nothing to do, and not seeing Mr. Li, so bored that she picked up a small branch and swept the dirt on the ground.

I don't know how long it took

Suddenly she heard the sound of a carriage, and Fiona jumped up like a frightened rabbit and ran away with her skirt in her hands.

In any case, Mr. Li must be stopped today......

Fiona ran as fast as the wind, and soon came to the door of the holiday villa, just in time to see Fan Asheng, Zhu Wei and others coming down in the luxury carriage, carrying a leather document bag in their hands, talking and laughing.

But...... I didn't see Mr. Lee.

"Please wait a minute, Manager Fan, I want to ask when Mr. Li will come back?"

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Hmmm......"

Fiona bit her red lip in embarrassment, hesitating to say the difficulty, even if it was to borrow some money for emergencies.

Unexpectedly, Fan Asheng came again after that; "I'm sorry, miss, you are a special financial advisor assigned by Citibank to the young master, and we have no right to interfere in all matters related to the young master, please understand."

A few people walked past Fiona, walking much faster than usual, as if they were running away.

Everyone is not stupid, dumb to eat dumplings...... A belly counts.

Young Master Li Fushou has a soft spot for this beautiful girl, although he is temporarily hanging aside, who knows when Xianyu will turn over?

Can this kind of thing be mixed?

Fiona stamped her foot angrily, looked up and was about to ask the coachman, who knew that as soon as the coachman raised his whip and shouted, the carriage immediately went away.

The girl stood still, not knowing what to do.

Dead

At about 10:00 p.m., two luxury carriages drove into the villa, pulled by four tall horses, draped in a large fuchsia velvet cloth on horseback, a circle of golden silk tassels, and a delicate aristocratic coat of arms patterned as a red valley standing tall in the sky.

A mighty dragon encircled the valley, roaring domineeringly and spitting out firelight......

This is a unique noble badge in the Red River Valley, specially made by skilled embroiderers, and is unique in the world.

This pattern is actually very taboo, in the Qing Dynasty, it will immediately be detained for an intention to rebel, the crime is obvious, and it will be put into prison, and it will be escorted to the noon gate to be cut and beheaded, and the door will not be left with chickens and dogs.

There is no such precedent in European countries, the British royal coat of arms is a lion and a unicorn, the French royal coat of arms is an irise, the Russian Tsar coat of arms is a double-headed eagle, and the other nobles are nothing more than some patterns of flowers and plants.

In Li Fushou's vision;

The Chinese bloodline is the descendant of the dragon, and the Red River Valley is the place where the Chinese take off in Australia, and the meaning of this pattern is very good.

As for the taboo or something, I really haven't thought too much about it.

The emperor was far away, and Li Fushou himself was not very interested in the Manchu regime that entered the customs, and he had a desire to restore the majesty of the Han and Tang dynasties in his heart, and he resolutely took the lead in cutting off his braids.

What do other people think, and what does it matter to me?

The carriage stopped

The servants in the villa, under the leadership of the butler, had already greeted them, and a group of subordinates stood respectfully on the side.

Hu Tiesheng, the personal bodyguard, took the lead in getting out of the car and looked left and right, holding the carriage door with his hand, Li Fushou, who was wearing an evening dress and a bowler hat, got out of the car, his expression was a little tired, and the continuous dinner party and aristocratic ball entertainment made him feel unbearable.

"Welcome to the master (young master)!"

Physically and mentally exhausted, Li Fushou didn't want to talk much, waved his cane lightly and walked forward, and suddenly stopped after a few steps.

In flower beds

There was an angelic beauty reclining among the blooming flowers and sleeping soundly, the cold moonlight sprinkled on her body, and the goose-yellow dress showed a sculptural luster, outlining the graceful curves of the girl.

This aristocratic girl who looks like Audrey Hepburn, with a slender neck pillowed among the flowers, presents an elegant arc.

In his sleep, tears were stained on his fair face, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This scene, when you look closely, is thrillingly beautiful, and it instantly hit the softness in Li Fushou's heart, and his cold eyes softened.

Beneath the hard shell of this beautiful girl's disguise, a heart has long been bruised and needs meticulous care and love.

At this moment, Fiona is so real in front of her eyes, beautiful, sensitive and suspicious, a down-and-out aristocratic girl who has experienced social upheaval and wandered to North America, it is hard for you to imagine what has happened to her?

The housekeeper next to him hurriedly wanted to wake Fiona, but Li Fushou raised his cane to stop him and shook his head slowly.

Angel on a moonlit night, not to be blasphemed.

This night

Fiona slept soundly, and in her dreams she returned to the sunny Normandy estate, where beautiful roses crawled all over the castle-like buildings.

The melodious sound of the piano came from upstairs, and if the calm stream flowed, Yesenia played the "Waltz of Spring", outlining the beauty of spring with notes.

Fiona led her little sister to pick strawberries in the garden, and the sweet and sour red strawberries were full of juice in one bite, and they were sweet to the heart.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded

A small group of horsemen galloped in from the gate of the manor, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust.

It was the tall and handsome brother who came back with the guards, and he looked very charming in the uniform of the guards cavalry of the Third Reich in France......

……………………

Fiona, who has a stubborn personality, has to wait for Mr. Li to come back, and I don't know how long she waited, but she actually fell asleep in the flower bed.

As the morning sun shone on her face, Fiona opened her eyes in confusion and found herself sleeping in a flower bed.

But what's going on now?

She was covered with a soft and warm North American bearskin cushion, covered with a thin blanket of pure wool, and surrounded by velvet sails of flowers that surrounded her from the cold spring winds.

"Miss Fiona, are you awake?"

"Oh...... Sorry Mr. Romney, I don't know how to fall asleep, but this ......"

"Please don't worry about these details, Miss Fiona, we've got the best toiletries and warm water for you, as well as a new spring suit from San Diego's master craftsmen, you can try it out at your leisure to see if it fits, and what else do you need?"

Fiona was a little overwhelmed by the courtesy of the butler, Mr. Romney, and had some speculations in her heart, but she did not dare to say it.

She was afraid that dreams would come and fall apart sooner.

"Miss Fiona, if you're fast, you'll be able to catch up with your husband for breakfast." Mr. Romney looked at the other party's dumbfounded look and couldn't help but remind.

"Oh my God, I'll go."

Fiona reacted with a quick movement, jumping up and running away with her skirt in her hand.

A shadow of vanishing around the pillars of the porch vanished, and her bedroom was in the backyard of the villa.

"Miss, we have a ...... for you"

Mr. Romney, the butler, saw Miss Fiona running so fast that he had to stop half-shouting, and his face was full of helplessness.

What a lucky chick, she was actually taken by the honorable Mr. Li, and she will have no worries about food and clothing in the future!