Heather who counterattacked

There are always some people in this world, no matter how shocking their appearance is, what you see at a glance will never be his face first, but something else... something that is difficult to describe in words.

Such a distinct sense of existence is expressed in various ways, for example, it is too noble to look directly at, creepingly dangerous, too proud to be disgusting, and powerful enough to be unattainable - no matter which one, it will make people subconsciously There is a feeling of respect and distance.Obviously, the person in front of him has a similar aura that makes one's heart unbearably timid.

That demeanor was already extremely indifferent and quiet, but the unpredictability of his mood made the cold air all over his body even more frightening. He always behaves calmly and indifferently, and is a person who is unpredictable. Once he reveals certain negative emotions, the resulting The sense of danger is not as simple as a joke.At least the two people who were stared at by those eyes suddenly had the illusion that they were naked and in the ice and snow, and that they could only wait for death without rescue.

"I am very satisfied with your maintenance of your own family, but your maintenance method really opened my eyes. Maybe you should tie a rope to your waist and take it with you wherever you go, so that everyone can see how it is. How splendor and allure, little Saffaire?"

There was no ups and downs in the tone, but it was clearly extremely sarcastic words, which instantly made the boy in formal clothes jump up like a cat with fur, pointing at him angrily: "What am I doing? It's none of your business?!" Immediately added, "What are you?!"

"Did no one tell you that you can't point your fingers at other people's faces?" The slow and calm words were still very gentle, but it was a kind of charm and elegance. It was obvious that this man's face and eyes were so pale that he would not be moved by anything. , that gesture still makes people feel uneasy, "It seems that your etiquette class needs to be retaken."

"It's up to you—oh!" Before the words of accusation could be uttered, the pain in his hand couldn't help but scream.

A soft but extremely tough object was directly drawn on his hand, and the man in the housekeeper's clothing took a silent step forward.In his hand is a small old-style whip. The slender whip body is made of woven tendons of various colors, and it is pressed extremely thickly, so it is very powerful. The golden handle is inlaid with various gorgeous gemstones. Make it look more like a work of art than a real thing.

"You!!" Marcus glared at him viciously, speechless with anger, his face was already swollen enough to bleed.

"Please be quiet, Master Safair." Naiden's smile is exactly the same as that of the old butler Frederick, but with that young face, it makes people sweat a little, "My The master doesn't like much excitement."

The bodyguard who treated his wound understood, picked out a bottle from the medicine box, sprayed it on the cotton rag, and patted the bleeding scratch on his neck without hesitation.

With a sound of "clang", the effect of the medicine was immediate, and the product fell limply to the ground.His eyes were still wide open, but he was so horrified that he didn't even have enough strength to speak.

Only then did Xi Ruier look up at the bodyguard who brought the two of them over.

The burly man bowed slightly, and after following him for a long time, he naturally wore an elegant look on his body, and replied: "The fans rioted in the mixed stands, and the culprit is right in front of your eyes. Brought it."

So, it was obvious that the rich man got rid of the bodyguard for some reason, and got into a fight with someone without a backup... What the hell does that bastard in the Hubbert family even know how to pull the bodyguard when they fight in groups? !

Cyril's eyes were extremely gloomy.

Nima, a childish and natural loli who urgently needs to be trained and taught is enough, why do you want to force an arrogant and domineering middle school boy to come over? !

Sure enough, seeing is believing.Those people from Sapphire paid attention to wanting to foster him, and later they were even more unwilling to offer him, and directly evaporated the world!Is this the reason why the original version never knew that Safair had such a son?

The only one in this world who can use Safair's surname as a pronoun is Markas, but his background is not glorious, and he is an illegitimate child in ordinary people's mouth.Being able to enter the house still depends on the mercy of the mistress.But as time went by, various problems popped up, and his existence became a thorn in the way of some people.The sapphire is not limited to this one, the uncles and uncles of the previous generation and even the uncles of the mother’s family are all eyeing, even the mother of Klauris, after her daughter passed away, she has to look more towards her mother’s family... Presumably, this is the main reason why Safair fell apart and the building collapsed.

Not thinking about it for the time being, Cyril immediately turned his attention to another boy.

The boy in the jersey shuddered, his pale face pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled with difficulty.Laughing is uglier than crying.

As early as the first time he saw the other party, he wanted to run away, as if what he was facing was not a handsome young man who looked like a god, but some extremely terrifying scourge.

When Cyril tidied up Markas, he was there, swallowing his saliva in fear, retreating quietly, secretly watching the direction of the door from the corner of his eyes, estimating the chances of himself taking the door and escaping.

But as soon as he glanced at the man standing upright like a boulder on the side of the door--just a light glance, he was immediately caught keenly--a big man with a burly figure with cheekbones and a long and narrow scar on his chin, yes Seeing him slightly twitching the corners of his mouth, his bland smile was so hideous that he didn't even have time to regret it, so he quickly looked away, and almost instantly gave up on this seemingly stupid decision.

"Hello, hello," the boy in the jersey stood up straight with his legs trembling at the moment when his eyes poked at him, trying to make his expression serious, "Jeffrey Tonare Te, nice to meet you..."

"Cyril Riola." Nodding lightly, "Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

No, I don't need entertainment, please let me go! !The screams in his heart were almost bursting, but he still managed to force a smile on his face.The young man's experience is not particularly rich, and his behavior is quite appropriate, but his emotions are all shown on his face.The left eye is written with resistance and the right eye is written with panic, and I am a little helpless, as if I am about to cry.

... What a good boy.

Cyril's mind automatically filtered out the scene of the person fighting and swearing just now, and turned his head slightly to look at his butler: "Naiden, treat me well."

The butler saluted gracefully: "Yes, master." Turning around, he bowed slightly again, "Please follow me."

"Ma, I'm sorry to trouble you." He didn't dare to look at that side anymore, and almost walked away with his hands and heels.

This box is private, and the decoration is probably arranged later.At least he had never seen such an environment anywhere else.Jeffrey's family are Zebra fans, of course like the atmosphere in the stands.It's not that he hasn't come to such a top-level box, but he has never seen such a leisurely and carefree place to stay temporarily.

There is even an inner room in the box.When the door was opened, no sound could be heard, obviously it was soundproof.The butler turned on the LCD TV on the wall, which showed today's Derby.Jeffrey's eyes lit up instantly.

Cyril watched them disappear, and slowly sat back on the chair just now.The surname Tonaret is somewhat familiar, but I really can’t remember where I heard it, so let’s put it first.

With calm eyes, he turned his head and stared at Marcus who had been helped to the opposite chair.In the middle of the rebellious period, the second boy was already crying tears.

Xi Ruier raised his chin slightly, and a certain bodyguard picked up a glass of ice water on the table and poured it on a cotton napkin, rubbing it on the boy's face.

The boy shivered all over, and sneezed several times in succession. He found that his body was still limp, but at least he was able to control it, so he opened his mouth—but before he could utter the syllable, he suddenly felt a clasp on his neck. a cold, hard object.

Turning his head so stiffly, the man who just applied the medicine for him pinched his vitals with two fingers smiling, the danger in his eyes was obvious.

He immediately decided to give in temporarily: "I'm very good."

When the intention was reached, the man let go of his hand, packed up his things and returned to his original position.Those who were sitting still sat down to watch the football game, and those who were on patrol outside still went out.

Raising his head, those pale blue eyes were still looking at him quietly.He found himself at a loss for words.

After a while, Marcus said sullenly, "'Liola'?"

After asking the exit, I found out that this is also what lilac means.Don't you want to use your real name... Think about it too, if it's what Felix's brother-in-law said, no matter which surname he uses is really inappropriate.

"What do you want to do?" he said slightly angrily.

Xi Ruier looked at him for a long time, the haze in his eyes slowly dissipated, and he was indifferent again.

"I don't like being late." He said in a low voice, "I don't like fighting, I don't like foul language, and I don't like disrespect."

The peaceful tone made Marcus feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.He swears that the man in front of him is more gentle than before, even an elder-like gentleness, but he just feels uncomfortable all over.

Not only was it uncomfortable, but he also wanted to escape.Just... no resentment.

Then, the next sentence easily shattered his defense and anger.

"You will become the owner of the sapphire. Completely." The strange rhyme in the voice made his words convincing as if it were some kind of fact, "but, prove to me that you are worthy of it."

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Geoffrey felt that today was really bad.

It's a good time to watch a game. Not to mention that the team you support falls behind in the derby, if you fight with someone, you will encounter an accident like kidnapping-of course, the treatment of kidnapping seems to be a bit good...

But he actually didn't want it at all!

No matter how good-looking the owner here is, or how elegant his manners are, he can't hide his trembling essence!

He used to think that having such a cousin was the worst thing in the world, but now he found something even worse—just like before, he was always proud of his keen senses like a small animal, but now he found that the world The most difficult thing in the world is that you are clearly aware of danger...but you can't escape. (TДT)

What makes people feel even worse is that the team desperately rushed to kick the goal of Wan Zun in stoppage time, and finally drew a tie. The mood was already low, but afterwards they saw the zebra who despised his family just now The bastard boy came in, followed by the beautiful woman who made him feel like he would go blind if he took a second look...

Who, want, follow, him, reconcile, solve? !ah!ah? !Nima, he still wants to copy the soles of his shoes and smash him in the face, bastard! !

I was so stiff that I accepted an apology, I was so stiff that I exchanged names, I was so stiff that I thanked and said goodbye to the owner here, I was so stiff that I got the door of the box, and before I had time to burst into tears, even more cruel things happened.

...he saw his cousin.

Like stone sculptures shattered by the wind.

Totally disillusioned.