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

After April returned to her room to rest.

She had a very long dream and was almost trapped in it.

She dreamed that Strahl was sitting quietly before the statue, chanting softly.

As a believer of Strahl, she stared at Strahl silently.

She didn't know how to describe her relationship with Strahl.

It was really blurry, so she couldn't see clearly.

She woke up from her dream in a cold sweat.

April glanced at the clock on the wall. She had only slept for an hour.

Sitting on the bed, April thought of Strahl again.

It was hard for her not to think about him!

She felt that Strahl was interested in her, but he didn't do anything, right?

This was all just her own speculation.

April wasn't sure whether she liked Strahl or not.

She liked Strahl, but not that much.

If he were a slave even lower than she was, she didn't know if she would like him.

He was a high and mighty duke, and she did not dare to like him.

It always seems to be just a little bit off.

April thought Strahl was a bad guy who made her see nothing clearly.

Does he want to get closer to her?

But it's just a name.

She knew how a gentleman courted a girl.

They would invite the ladies they liked to dine at the restaurant.

They would write poems and paint pictures for the ladies they liked.

They will give gifts to ladies they like.

But he did nothing, not even complimenting her on her beauty.

Well, people like Strahl.

I'm afraid I've never praised any girl for her beauty.

April felt like she was going to have hysterics in Blanchett Manor.

April took out the bamboo flute again, opened the window, and played it in the cool breeze.

It was just a simple tune, but the sound of the flute could convey the owner's thoughts far away.

Most people just think it's crisp and pleasant.

Amanda was doing her math homework when she heard the sound of a flute coming from the wind.

I understood the emotions in the flute music.

Is the teacher in a bad mood? Who has played a trick on her feelings?

It made her so confused.

April played for a while and then dropped the flute onto the bed.

She still has fighting spirit, and she, April Sciara, will never be confused.

Even if Strahl tempted her again with his devilish eyes, her heart would never waver.

The summer festival is coming soon.

There will definitely be a party at Branstead House.

This time she will definitely put aside her pride and reserve and look for a suitable gentleman at the party to be her husband.

There was no smile on April's face.

time is limited.

She took out her workbox.

So what if there is no dress to wear to the party? If the dress is out of style, she will just alter it herself.

She's always got straight A's in needlework.

April took out all the dresses from her closet and boxes and spread them out on the bed and carpeted floor.

She looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her, picked up the paintbrush, and began to conceive in her mind.

The attire for the summer banquet must be bright and colorful; being overly eccentric will only make you a laughing stock.

She doesn't have expensive jewelry, so the style of the skirt cannot be too gorgeous, but should be fresh and lively.

April looked at herself in the mirror.

It has a green flavor, like an unripe peach.

The aroma emitted is still slightly sour.

No red dresses are allowed.

Otherwise, you will be completely shattered in front of a gorgeous lady.

The candle kept burning, and the paint accidentally stained April's hair.

April felt like crying when she took off her beloved blue dress, and there was unstoppable sadness in her eyes.

This skirt is no longer wearable, but the fabric is very good and it was a gift from my father to me when I was 14 years old.

But it must be sacrificed now.

Making a dress is a lot of work, and April only did a little preparation before it was already midnight.

April could only pack up her things.

There is still time, and she will definitely create a perfect work.

At ten o'clock the next morning, it was time for April to give Amanda a lesson.

But a servant told April that Miss Blanchett was going to visit the kingdom and all classes were cancelled today.

Canceling classes because of going out to visit guests was a very common thing among noble ladies, and April didn't find it strange.

Just as she was about to go back to her room to rest for a while, the servant spoke again.

"Miss Shara, the master is waiting for you at the No. 1 stable."

April asked: "What's up? I think I should..."

The servant saw April's refusal, and without waiting for her to finish, he spoke to her with a friendly smile.

"April, the master has prepared a gift for you. I believe you will like it."

"Of course, it is your right to refuse Blanchett's invitation."

When April heard this, she knew that this was an invitation she could not refuse.

She is not crazy.

But this feeling of being threatened made her feel uncomfortable.

April couldn't keep her smile.

Anyone who was forced to go on a date with April couldn't laugh.

When the servant saw that April gave him the cold shoulder, the friendly smile on his face turned arrogant.

"Miss Xia La, don't keep the adults waiting, come with me."

April got even angrier seeing the look on his face.

I am not noble, and it is not your turn as a servant to look down on me.

April gave her a curled-lipped smile.

"Excuse me, unknown gentleman, I still need to freshen up, and I know the place, so I don't need you to lead the way."

After saying this, April was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, she looked at the servant's face, looking at his expression expectantly.

The servant's expression turned bad as expected, and he spoke in a threatening tone.

"Ms. Shara, I think a proper lady should be modest."

Damn your dad’s humility, April gave a middle finger in her heart.

She replied to him with a puzzled look.

"Oh, Mr. Butler, I wonder which lady you know well told you this."

The footman was choked by April's words.

As Strahl's manservant for so many years, every lady would be eager to please him.

April imitated Strahl's look and looked at him with disdain.

Seeing that he couldn't say anything, he turned around and went upstairs in a casual manner.

When I see Butler Hef later, I will definitely report you.

April doesn't like riding horses, and she doesn't like riding horses in a skirt, which makes her feel dangerous.

But she had no right to refuse.

Choking the footman was a trivial matter.

Because they are all inferior people, they can quarrel.

But facing Strahl, no matter how unwilling she was, she had no right to refuse.

This is why April tried so hard to keep her distance from Strahl.

If Strahl wanted her to be his mistress, there was no way she could refuse.