How to trap a runaway puppy [Entertainment]

Accompanied by Bertram, Yi Bo walked from room A to room O.

To be fair, room A is spacious and comfortable enough, but after seeing room O, Yi Bo felt that room A was not enough.

Is there just that much for the Mitic family?

It turns out that the really high-end works of art are all placed in Room O.

Bertram bent down and said respectfully: "Tomorrow's itinerary is for the guests to go to Paris by themselves and carry out missions in the city of Paris. Please rest as soon as possible."

"Ah."

Yi Bo was very relaxed, and walked into the bedroom while taking off his coat.

Bertram has served the Merovingians all his life, so he naturally knows how to serve his master.

Even though he has already become a big housekeeper, he will not forget the basic work.

He quickly helped the little prince change his clothes, and at the same time put the hot spring water at a suitable temperature more quickly.

"Your Excellency, I will go out first. I will call you tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

"Excuse me, do I need to have breakfast in the room?"

Yi Bo thought about it.

"No need, after all, you are still in the program group, so you still have to respect the program group... I will meet with them to watch the arrangement after I get up."

"clear."

Bertram nodded in agreement.

After a pause, Bertram talked about another matter.

"Mr. Mitich communicated with the Duke again about the launch of his brand Paris Love in Asia."

"Oh?"

Yi Bo replied coldly.

He was wearing a bathrobe, with his legs crossed, and he leaned lazily on the back of the sofa.

"What did Dad say?"

Bertram smiled, "My lord, please make up your own mind. Of course, my lord thinks that if the business prospect is good, you can negotiate terms with Mitic. The Asian market is huge, and my lord is very willing to explore it."

Yi Bo nodded, "I just think... Is it inappropriate for me to go to the catwalk in France?"

Bertram understood.

After all, the little master's surname is Meroving. Even though he hasn't been recognized as his ancestor in these years, under the arrangement of the Duke, the ceremony of returning to the family has been set on the schedule.

For members of the upper class, the term entertainment industry...is not very popular.

Especially the ancient nobles, they sneered at that kind of profession, disdained to mention it, and even felt ashamed.

Yi Bo said: "Forget it in China, it doesn't have much to do with being in France, but this is France after all."

He needs to consider the Merovingian surname.

Thomas is mentally retarded and doesn't consider the family's reputation at all.

How about saying that his father cut off his source of income?

Deserve it.

Bertram lowered his eyes, "The Duke said it's okay. He is proud of you."

Yi Bo was startled.

Bertram's tone was low.

"Your Excellency, to speak presumptuously, when you and your wife first moved into the manor... As people who have served the Merovingian family for a long time, we had many concerns."

Yi Bo knew what he was referring to.

Unmarried, illegitimate.

There is also the most important thing in aristocratic families... bloodlines.

Nobility can only marry among nobles.

Bloodlines have been criticized by people in the past, even in contemporary society, it is said that ordinary people are the same, but in fact, how can it be so easy to be accepted by people who want to marry a foreigner?

"However." Bertram raised his eyes, his tone serious and solemn, "After all these years of getting along, you have shown everyone the noble temperament of a Merovingian heir."

"You are excellent, serious, humble, and smart. Now bloodline is no longer the key. The quality and ability of a qualified heir is what the masters are most concerned about now."

"Look at how many little masters are dandy and not doing their jobs, relying on the good of the family to do evil everywhere—"

Bertram paused.

He listened to the voice, after all, those things are not something he should dictate as a housekeeper.

"But you are different."

"So, His Excellency the Duke has always wanted to say, do whatever you want...he will support you."

Yi Bo was silent for a moment.

"I see."

After finishing speaking, Bertram kept his bent posture and retreated respectfully.

After soaking in the hot spring as usual, Yi Bo was a little too lazy to dry his hair this time, so he slipped barefoot onto the comfortable big bed in the bedroom.

He sent Thomas an iMessage.

Bo: Have you considered it?

Thomas: Huh, 51% of Platinum's shareholding is too much! ! !

Bo: Forget it.

Thomas: Ahhhhhhhhh how about 30% off the price!

His platinum didn't return for a long time.

Thomas: 4... 40%!

……

Thomas: Well, well, well! 51% is 51%!Hey, I wasted my energy for a long time, I worked so many part-time jobs, I didn't expect that I ended up working for your Merovingian family.

Bo: Do ​​you want to be nice if you get it cheap?Do you know how much endorsement fee I charged for a regional single product endorsement?

Thomas: How much?

Yi Xiaobo typed a series of numbers for him, and thoughtfully exchanged RMB for Euros.

Even at an exchange rate of 10:1, minus a zero, the euro looks very impressive!

Thomas:! ! !

I'm afraid I'm not dreaming.

The highest endorsement fee in Europe is not so high!

Bo: So, give me all the Asian market, endorse all products, and you only give 51% of the shares, without calculating how much profit you will make... Do you still want to bargain with me?

Thomas: I was wrong honey.

Bo: Don't disgust me with Henry.The day after tomorrow, the recording of the program will end in Paris. Please find time and bring me a plan to discuss it with me in detail.

Thomas: ok ok~~~

Thomas: Oh, by the way, the rings you ordered are ready. They are in the main store in Champs Elysees. I will bring them to you when I arrive!

Oops~ Thomas, who put down his phone, always feels that their platinum is getting more and more handsome.

Could it be because under Henry's Amway, he watched him dance and became a fan of the Platinum Prince?

Hi!

They Hua people really know how to name them, Platinum Prince!It's a pity, Platinum just lacks the light hair color like the Duke of Meroving——

Of course, sorrel is just as charming!

……

Just as Yi Bo was getting sleepy and was about to go to sleep, he suddenly heard the door of the room being slowly pushed open.

There were sporadic footsteps outside, and a few muffled words that could not be heard clearly.

He moved his ears.

Who can come to this room?

There should be only Bertram.

So Yi Bo didn't think too much, just lying on the bed, shaking his white feet and continuing to squint.

Perhaps it was Bertram who brought the costumes for tomorrow.

did not expect……

The footsteps paused at the door of the room for a moment, and then moved away with a soft sigh.

It's like looking inside.

After a while, the man came back again.

"Why don't you blow your hair?"

Ok?

Yi Bo barely propped up her body, and the loose silk nightgown slipped down from her shoulder blades inadvertently.

"Brother? Why are you here?"

Li Zhan shook the hair dryer in his hand.

"I - I have a plot mysterious item, you forgot."

"what?"

"There is an item called a universal key, which can open many doors."

Li Zhan spoke casually, but his eyes were fixed on Yi Bo's collarbone exposed to the air.

Yi Bo looked up at Li Zhan.

"Open the door???"

"Well, what if the program crew finds out that we sleep in separate rooms tomorrow morning - what if we don't give us points?"

Yi Bo: "...No way, Bertram will call me."

When mentioning the housekeeper, Li Zhan froze.

In an instant, he shrugged indifferently and said, "So let me communicate with you about the arrangements for tomorrow morning, otherwise it will be revealed."

Yi Bo thought for a while, "It is indeed necessary to arrange arrangements."

Li Zhan walked slowly to Yi Bo's bed and said, "Lie down."

"Ok?"

Before Yi Bo could speak, Li Zhan plugged in the hair dryer and turned on the warm weak wind.

The man's slender fingers naturally inserted into the wet hair of the little milk dog.

"The last time I went to sleep without blowing my hair, didn't I have a fever?"

"……how do you know?"

Li Zhan didn't answer.

"That's why I'm so bold this time, and sleep without blowing my hair."

"..."

"When you were with me last night, you were still drying your hair obediently. If you don't look at you today, you will make a mistake."

"...I just want to be lazy."

"Last night, I promised to listen to my brother, but I forgot about it when I turned around."

The man's hand grasped the little milk dog's scalp with just the right strength, and the massage made Yi Xiaobo extremely comfortable.

The body is very relaxed, and I feel that just by grasping the scalp like that, the whole body's energy and blood are activated.

"Don't forget..."

Yi Bo replied in a low voice, and at the same time squinted her eyes comfortably while lying on the feather pillow.

"Ah."

Li Zhan's voice at the moment was cold and indifferent, making it unclear what he was thinking.

After drying his hair, Li Zhan stuffed him with a new pillow.

However, the big boy had already squinted his eyes, looking like he was about to fall asleep, lazy and unwilling to move.

Li Zhan was a little helpless.

He bent down and gently wrapped his arms around the neck of the person under him, lifting him up a little.

Then he removed the damp pillow and put a new one under it.

The prince who tamed wild horses during the day was calm and calm at that time.

Lofty, cool and noble.

At this moment, he took off his stiff coat.

Lying on the bed, she was so soft that she wanted to be bullied.

Li Zhan was silent for a long time in the dark, and made a low voice.

"Do you want to sleep?"

"……Um."

Yi Bo hummed softly.

With the corners of his lips hooked slightly, Li Zhan sat beside his bed.

"I told you many fairy tales as a child, but never once in your sleep."

"……Um."

"I'll tell you a bedtime story today, okay?"

"……Um."

"A long time ago, there was a little milk dog."

"……what."

"He has watery eyes and is very cute and well-behaved."

"……Well."

Yi Xiaobo groaned, wondering if he fell asleep.

"But the master is not very kind, because the master...knows that the little milk dog likes me very much, so he doesn't particularly cherish the daily relationship with him."

"Master always thinks, if there is an opportunity in the future, don't rush and take your time..."

"..."

"Who knows that one day, he..."

"..."

"..."

There was only the sound of breathing in the darkness.

"I want to get to know you."

"Now I know that you don't like sour ones, but sweet strawberries, but why did you give me all the delicious strawberries when you were young?"

Mr. Wang, the little milk of memory, said:

—Brother, here are the strawberries for you.

"After you leave, I don't like sweet strawberries anymore."

"I like to drink bitter things now, otherwise as long as I eat sweet things, I will think of you."

"..."

"..."

The little prince on the bed had already fallen asleep.

The breathing was soft and slow.

Sounds reassuring.

The man sat on the bed for a long time, and finally stood up.

He stands in the dark.

The eyes are first gentle.

Then...slowly condensed and changed.

Like in the dark, no more camouflage.

Perhaps no one has ever seen the gentle and elegant Young Master Xiao show such a terrifying expression.

The eyes that want to tear people apart and eat them are not hidden!

The long-hungry wolf stared at the prey on the bed.

No one can stop it.

"Little thing, wait for brother."