Chapter 945: Lorenzo continues to sulk
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Chapter 945: Lorenzo continues to sulk
Seeing that Lorenzo was upset, Stella immediately changed her words, "No, you are much more important than Pozzi. β
"Why?" Lorenzo remained unrelenting.
Stella sighed, his father, who was more than a thousand years old, now like a child, "Can you mature a little more?" β
Lorenzo was stunned for a moment, and continued to yell at Stella, "Bold, not big or small." Tell me about maturity? I'm a thousand-year-old, tell me about maturity? β
Stella was emboldened now, but she wilted and continued to mumble, "Isn't that right?" You're a thousand years old, and you're not mature yet. Actually ate Pozzi's vinegar, is that why you said a lot of things to Pozzi? You're too much, I really didn't expect me to worship you so much, you were so naΓ―ve to do such a thing, to be like this to Pozzi, it's really disappointing, no, it's hopeless, I'm really ......"
"Estelle!" Lorenzo was about to lose his ability to listen to Stella and didn't even scream, Stella soon found that Lorenzo's face was getting worse and worse, and Stella coughed dryly, "However, since you are my father, you are very important to me, but because of today's incident, I think you are not at all the same as I imagined." So I need to reconsider the importance of this, who is more important to me, you or Pozzi. β
Stella finished and ran out.
Lorenzo was left alone in the dining room depressed, he had never been so depressed in a thousand years, and he was so depressed that he was about to crumple the newspaper in his hand into a ball.
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦ I'm the dividing line..................
Mollo said as he picked out Alfonso's clothes, "Tomorrow I'll find someone to come and measure you, Larry is really, and this kind of thing will be harsh to you." It's too much to make it look like you have no money to buy clothes for your child. β
"No, I've been in the barracks recently, and then I went to the academy, so I really don't have the opportunity to wear civilian clothes, it's okay, I bring less." Alfonso hastened to explain, following Moro with his clothes.
"It doesn't matter, I happen to change clothes in the academy frequently, if I am punished for training, the clothes will soon be torn, I don't need to change and wash a few more, I can wear new clothes every day, so it will look a lot sharper, and the clothes made at home are a little better, more comfortable and fit much more than those issued by the Quartermaster Department, the instructor will not say anything, but if the clothes are not clean, the instructor will scold it is really unreasonable." Moro said as a matter of course, and then handed the clothes he had picked out to Alfonso, "Let's wear this today." β
Mo Luo carefully arranged the clothes taken out of the cloakroom one by one, matched them well, and muttered to himself, "This shirt is paired with this pants and these shoes, I usually wear them." You can wear this hat, wear this on formal occasions, wear this jacket with this lining, with this belt, this bow tie, well, and other collar pins or something, I will put them for you, and I will put them in one place for you, so that it will be much more convenient when you want to go out. Mo Luo quickly disappeared and came back quickly, carrying a pajama in his hand, "I didn't bring pajamas, this is Lorenzo's, wear this first, it may be a little shorter, you don't have to wear it so restrained on weekdays, it's me who is not good, I haven't taken good care of you......"
Alfonso changed his clothes in the inner room, his eyes reddening as if no one had ever been so nice to him.
After changing his clothes, Alfonso walked out, Moro stood up and raised his hand to straighten the collar for him and smooth the wrinkles on his clothes a little bit, "Okay, look in the mirror yourself, this looks good, right?" Do you like it or not?"
Alfonso sobbed and nodded, "No one has really treated me so well...... The maids don't care so much......"
Moro was distressed, and reached out to wipe away his tears, "It's okay, we're a family, Lorenzo said to boys don't always cry, it's really not strong enough." β
As soon as Mo Luo's words fell, Alfonso immediately closed his voice, wiped away his tears indiscriminately, and looked at Mo Luo fixedly, his eyes were still thick, "Not in the future, never again, I will listen to you." β
This kid is so obedient that he really doesn't know how Lorenzo taught him, and Moro flattened his mouth to show disbeneance.
Morrow nodded, "Remember, from now on, you and Stella are my children, be bold, don't be afraid of anything, because at least in Nord no one can hurt you, so you know to be bold and do what you want, even if you fail, it doesn't matter, because we can afford to lose, and if we win, we will win beautiful." β
Alfonso felt that he was even a little more confident, Lorenzo had never said such a thing to him, he had been afraid of doing something wrong, afraid of scolding, afraid of his uncle being disappointed in him, maybe he understood why Stella was so likable, why he could deal with Francis so confidently, without a little fear, it was because of her confidence, she would not be afraid of anyone. But now, fortunately, he also has this confidence.
Stella came in at this time, looked at Alfonso and felt that it was much more pleasing to the eye, looked at it a little and nodded in agreement before speaking, "Well, Dad said, he was going to have a family meeting, well, that's probably the case in the restaurant." β
Alfonso was a little stunned, and his heart was twitching again, did his uncle continue to reprimand?
Then Stella mysteriously leaned into Morrow's ear and said, laughing for a moment before whispering, "Mom, something strange through the ages, just now Dad said he was wrong, and I thought I heard it wrong." β
Moro couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, let's go, Pozzi, let's go see how Lorenzo got wrong, it's big news for Nord." β
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦ Alas..................
Alecto followed Ethan back to the suite after eating, her heart was mixed, this kind of feeling was not good in the matter, she thought clearly, in her cognition, those miscellaneous old things turned into Adler's Xitai defeat, Adler lost all his blood power and became like that, and then stole Morro's child, which is Eve, and killed her. It stands to reason that the pain of a mother's loss of her son is enough to take revenge, but Adler still doesn't seem to be satisfied so far, and he will continue to take revenge on Morro, and he is Adler's tool for revenge on Morro.
She unconsciously thought about Mo Luo's mood at that time, it should have hurt a lot, and then she shook her head again, she actually cared about the woman's mood, even if she didn't hate her so much, she didn't like it so much.