Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

April didn't know what words could express her inner excitement.

She wrote her thoughts on the yellowed parchment with pink ink.

April didn't know how lucky she was to be able to teach at Blanchett Manor.

I just learned to play the bamboo flute casually at first, but it brought me such a big surprise.

The beautiful cursive handwriting seemed to be trembling, which ruined the beauty that should have been there.

The Moonlight Sonata couldn't calm her down either. She thought she was overwhelmed by this gift that fell from the sky.

She took out some letter paper and wanted to write to her mother to tell her what kind of job she got.

But as soon as she started writing, perhaps the urge to speak to her mother calmed her mind.

She suddenly realized that if she went to teach at Blanchett Manor, she would be just a simple governess.

My wish to marry a good husband through this position was shattered.

No, this couldn't happen. She had to find a way.

It is impossible for her to work all her life. Such a life is simply unimaginable!

April paced back and forth in the room anxiously, all her joy just now vanished into thin air.

The love for the Duke of Blanchett pales in comparison to the matter of marrying a good husband.

April saw the bamboo flute on her dressing table and came up with an idea.

Miss Amanda asked me to be her teacher because she wanted to learn the bamboo flute. What if I couldn't teach her?

In this way, I can be fired smoothly.

By that time, if Lina liked me so much, I would be able to return to Campbell Manor to teach again.

Viscount Campbell was the perfect candidate whom he had been waiting for in the church for two months.

I must, must become a superior person.

Even if God really gave her an angel, she would not change it.

Blanchett Manor has all the dignity that belongs to an aristocracy. According to the schedule they set, April has three days to rest.

Before April started working, her salary was delivered.

A full 500 gold coins, her annual salary paid in one lump sum.

April looked at the bearded old man on the golden coin and couldn't help feeling hot in her heart.

This was a passion that even Duke Blanchett had never experienced.

She thought she was sure that what she loved most was gold, this dazzling golden color, which was more dazzling than the pearls in the royal city.

After experiencing poverty, April fully understood the importance of gold. Without gold, there is nothing.

She hadn't bought new clothes for half a year, and she thought she should go to Golden Street to order a new ladylike dress.

The skirt she was wearing had long been out of fashion in the royal city, and she had been choosing simple styles to wear during this period.

There would be no place for her to spend money at Blanchett Manor, so she could use the gold coins to decorate herself well.

A lady without beautiful clothes cannot win the heart of a gentleman.

Although she decided to get rid of this job as soon as possible, April believed that Duke Blanchett would never take back the gold.

But no matter whether he would do it or not, she just wanted to enjoy herself to the fullest now, otherwise she would go crazy.

April still wrote the letter. Why not tell her mother about this thing that she could show off?

She wanted to let her know that her daughter was far more capable than she thought and that their decision was wrong.

A few people who left the royal city in disgrace were able to come back.

She didn't want to leave this beautiful royal city.

Oh, Viscountess, what a touching title.

She will definitely become a superior person!

April was wearing a light yellow lace dress, white lambskin shoes, and every curve of her long brown curly hair was carefully designed.

Perfume, a must-have for ladies.

April hummed and turned in a circle, the scent of white roses lingering on her skin.

It was almost too late, and she couldn't bear to go to Blanchett Manor in her old clothes.

So she could only choose to buy some ready-made clothes to make the transition.

Fortunately, the tailor had good skills and was able to make simple modifications based on her body shape, otherwise April thought she would not have bought it.

There was no way she could think of buying jewelry. It was not that she couldn't afford it, but if she bought the jewelry she would have no money to buy a dress.

And I can’t buy good ones, so I just don’t buy them.

Fortunately, the lifespan of jewelry is much longer than that of clothes, otherwise how could she maintain her demeanor as a lady.

The things in the ready-made clothing stores were cheaper than she had imagined, even the stores on Golden Street.

So she still had some money left.

But at this time she had the idea of ​​revenge shopping, and she decided to spend all the gold coins in her hand.

April decided to go to Falkland Bakery to buy herself some sweet treats.

She wanted cake. It had been a long time since she had bought a cake from Falkland Bakery for afternoon tea.

But as soon as she approached the Falkland Bakery, April discovered that there were a lot of people gathered there.

A familiar carriage stopped at the door of Falkland Bakery. Although the man did not show up, everyone who stopped here hoped to see him.

When April saw the carriage again, her heart, which had just been corrupted by money, began to become chaotic.

She wondered how many gold coins the pearls inlaid on the top of the car would be sold for.

If she sold this carriage, she would be rich immediately.

Coming back to her senses, April dismissed her own thoughts.

She sighed with genuine emotion.

Sure enough, people still can’t be poor.

As long as you have enough gold coins, your moral character is still very noble.

Strahl's superior intuition allowed him to sense that there was something different in the eyes of the people staring at him.

It's not the lust for his appearance, but a kind of indescribable feeling.

I always feel like there's something fishy going on.

He smiled. Could it be that another murder was planned on Golden Street?

If that were true, I could come here every day.

He stretched out his long, straight hand, with a ring inlaid with a purple gem on his right thumb.

He placed the observation lens in front of his eyes, and the hidden telescope on the carriage began to rotate.

It was as if blue blood was flowing through Strahl's veins, which looked like sculptures and sexy.

He saw April looking at his carriage like a goose, and he felt curious.

Adjusting the focus, April's face appeared completely in his sight.

Without April knowing, her unladylike appearance was clearly seen.

The honey-colored eyes were filled with greed, but not for himself.

But it was this carriage he used to attract the assassin.

Ever since he was assassinated on Golden Street last time while riding in this carriage, he felt that this carriage was his mascot.

So I often take it to Golden Street during this period.

I didn't expect that someone would pay so much attention to it.

The corners of Strahl's lips were raised, arrogant and restrained, yet with a bit of interest, and his violet eyes were gorgeous and deep.

Madam, look at the corners of your mouth.