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Chapter 987: The First Love Shows Up? (2)

Morrow raised his eyes, "Larry is really, Countess Schultz arrived and didn't mention it to me, is she planning to surprise me today?" It's not good for you to look like I'm snubbing the countess. ”

Morro's tone was as usual, and Lorenzo could hear something unkind. Mo Luo seems very easy-going in front of outsiders, and it is never difficult to be a person, and he rarely shows his ten thousand little tempers in front of unfamiliar people, but now this complaining little temper seems to be a little wrong.

"This ......" Lorenzo, who has always been invincible in the debate arena, completely became clumsy after meeting Moro, Sylvia glanced at Lorenzo with a little shock, and smiled slightly, "Lord Moro, don't blame Lorenzo, Lord Lorenzo didn't know that I was going to Ales beforehand, I just came to travel, and I didn't expect to visit Lord Moro and Lord Lorenzo." ”

The woman had plucked herself clean, Moro thought, with a good smile on her face, but the hand that was holding Lorenzo's arm, her long nails piercing Lorenzo's flesh through Lorenzo's shirt, was about to break.

Lorenzo can't show half a point when he eats pain, he knows Moro's little temper, no matter how strong and invincible he is in front of people, in the end it is still a little girl's temperament, and the little one is like Stella, as if he has raised another daughter. His daughter-in-law and children are all used to it, so what can be done can only continue to be used to it.

Lorenzo covered Moro's hand embedded in his arm with one hand and patted it gently, but Moro was still angry and didn't want to pay attention to him, pinching him harder, pretending not to know anything.

Although she knew everything, and knew that Lorenzo should not be so bold and so fancy, she was still angry for some reason.

"I'm really happy to see Lord Mo Luo today, it's already a wish of mine, Lord Mo Luo is really as rumored to be, a woman like no other in the world." Sylvia still maintained a dignified smile, still a little unwilling in her heart.

The old lover in the past is now so status, she is so down, the woman in front of her is now the woman with the highest status in the whole of Nord, and most importantly, she married the person she wanted to marry the most.

If not, she would have been the wife of the leader of the secret party who was now standing next to Lorenzo.

That kind of gap and melancholy quietly rose from the bottom of my heart, through hundreds of years, bringing every inch of the grief in the middle of the night and day to cover every inch of my heart.

Maybe it's jealousy? No one can tell how these complicated feelings are entangled in Sylvia's psyche.

Sylvia knew that she had turned her back on Lorenzo, the daughter of a family, who had abandoned her then unknown illegitimate son, Lorenzo, for the sake of fame.

The choice of the year is envied by everyone, praised, no one will say that she is wrong, after all, the famous name of the poison family Earl Schultz is still so popular that many people will flock to it, this is a stable card, but now it seems that this card is the worst one she has ever played, and it is also this card that lays her cards in the future are losing again and again, she did not expect the tragic fate of her fate, Count Schultz has no ambition at all, the two have not been together for thousands of years, she was excluded by the entire Schultz family, She has no control over the rights of the entire family, and she is excluded by the elders of the family, teased by the juniors, and has the title of the eldest wife of the Poison Family.

Of course, Count Schultz doesn't seem to be interested in her at all, or she doesn't seem to be interested in Count Schultz at all. The little jealous arrogance in Moro's eyes at Lorenzo came from the squeamishness of a little woman, even the leader of the high-ranking Demon Party.

What makes people even more jealous is that there is a faint sweetness between Moro and Lorenzo, twenty years have passed and it is still like the sweet and sour taste of first love, and she stands here to spoil the smell and the picture, and it seems out of place.

Lady Sylvia laughed. Morrow laughed and pulled Sylvia's thoughts back to reality, "I've heard Larry talk about Madame before, but I'm really shocked when I see it today." Moro spoke skillfully and business-blowing, but it seemed more sincere, because Sylvia's own appearance was really hard to take her eyes off.

Lorenzo glanced at it, Sylvia's expression was gloomy, and she smiled reluctantly, "Lord Moro really lifted me, I was just passing by Ales, but after meeting the adults, I want to stay in Ales for a few more days, if Lord Moro is free, I want to chat with the adults more, and then the adults don't bother me." ”

Lorenzo's heart sank after hearing this, what did Sylvia want to do? She said she would leave tomorrow

Moro glanced at Lorenzo in a daze, but he didn't expect Sylvia to want to stay in Ales, but Moro didn't think much about it, "Of course, it's very welcome, it just so happens that there is an empty villa in the city, which is perfect for entertaining Madame, and today I will send someone to clean up Madame's residence, hoping that Madame will not feel shabby." ”

After a few more pleasantries, Sylvia hurriedly took her leave, immersed in someone else's love, feeling a little suffocated.

Dolores is now a child, and he can't stay at the banquet, when Barnett is busy to socialize and greet people, Dolores feels very bored, she doesn't know any people coming and going at the banquet, while Barnett doesn't pay attention to her, Moro is busy receiving guests again, and Dolores takes advantage of a gap to slip away.

The palace of Catitans was small in size, but it was very delicately furnished, and because it was a later building, it must have taken a lot of effort, and when the palace of Ales ceased to be the administrative center after Moro had ceased to be the administrative center, it was only a place for all banquets, large and small, which Dolores had never been there before, or since she had lost her memory.

It's strange, there's no impression, it's the feeling of Dolores.

Three turns and two turnsDolores turned into a long corridor, although it is not too big, but the lights are bright, and the high crystal lamps reflect the entire corridor one after another, Dolores only then found that the entire corridor is made of mirrors, and the mirrors reflect the crystal lamps, so it is extraordinarily bright and dazzling.

"It's so beautiful." Dolores couldn't help but sigh, "Such an exquisite place, I really don't know what Moro thinks in his head, and he can create this kind of fairyland." ”