The General's Cat Always Wants To Climb Into My Bed

When Mr. Ge Li entered the door, he saw Ferdinand nodded to him, and he smiled and asked the person next to him to let Shen Zhirou go.

Shen Zhirou's eyes were very red and swollen. They were originally small, but now there was only a small slit left. He lowered his head sullenly, not knowing where he was looking.

"Let Zhirou go, she has a sense of proportion."

Ferdinand patted her on the shoulder, Shen Zhirou nodded weakly, her voice was still trembling: "...Thank you."

"It's okay." The corner of Ferdinandya's mouth was slanted again, with a vague taste, "Although it's a bit hypocritical, I really think it's for justice in this world."

Shen Zhirou trembled slightly again.

"Mr. Gurley, please take her home."

Ferdinandia was obviously in a very good mood, his eyes were still fixed on the wrench on his finger, and there was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, as if everything was well planned and under his control.

Ulea also deeply felt the other party's joy.

"So..." Ulea lazily drank black tea and looked up at him, "Do you think you are sure to win? Even if the whole palace is full of soldiers from the Yan family, do you think so?"

Ferdinandia's return has always been a secret, and Yulea felt that he should be angry when he said it.

When he went to the unknown area to investigate, Yan Shuo almost knocked off half of his old background, and even pried away his knife.

"Why not?" Ferdinandia poured herself a cup of tea, raised her fingers to caress the lips of the man opposite, the tea water had an ambiguous color, "Yulia, what do you think Yan Shuo is going to do to me? Now he is still the legitimate crown prince, my plan can be postponed, anyway, as long as the old man dies, all this will still be mine."

Ulea thought for a while, and found some truth.

He paused again, and looked at him with some hesitation: "...Then Shen Zhifan is so important, it's worth your attention, and it's kidnapping her sister, and..."

"Are you jealous?"

Ferdinand laughed lightly.

Uriah's eyelids trembled, and she looked up at him curiously.

"Shen Zhifan...Shen Zhifan is a very good boy," Ferdinandya propped his chin with one hand, "he is also very good-looking, if he was younger, I would like him, he was innocent and kind back then. Lovely, but he was too stabbing afterward, you know? I couldn't take it."

"But isn't that what you want?" Ulea looked at him quietly, "I asked Ge Li to ask, you did it on purpose back then, sending him to the underground mech yard, and torturing him like that, And tell him those things with embellishment, let him change from such a naive and kind boy to what he is now..."

"Why are you suddenly interested in these things?"

Ferdinandia frowned slightly, and looked at him quietly, still dissatisfied with his meddling in these matters.

He is usually a noble son who can become a priest just by wearing a coat, but his temperament and eyebrows are too sharp, and now as long as he raises his eyebrows, it will bring an indescribable pressure to Uriah.

Uriah shut her mouth.

He has always been a little afraid of this elder brother, whether he is a younger brother or a lover.

Look, he obviously brought up this topic at the beginning, but once he really got involved, he put on such a face again.

Domineering and unreasonable, it is too moody.

"You're blaming me."

Ferdinandia's face changed again, as if once Uriah obeyed, he became that gentle lover again, he pulled Uriah's chin and kissed it.

"Don't blame me... I love you, baby."

Ulea was silent for a moment, he would never refuse him, so he chose to close his eyes.

"Don't blame me, I'm doing it for your own good, you know I can't hold back my temper..."

Ferdinandia kissed her lover to comfort her, but she was still complacent in her heart.

He planted a bomb in Shen Zhifan's place, which can detonate Shen Zhifan's bigger bomb.

One link after another, it couldn't be more perfect.

……

Mr. Ge Li didn't send Shen Zhirou back with his own hands. For a yellow-haired little girl like Shen Zhirou, he didn't understand why Ferdinandya was so caring.

Shen Zhirou's "Xi Weier" lineage is too low, basically from the appearance, it can be seen that he does not meet the conditions of "Xi Weier".

His Highness Ferdinandia's rhetoric has already deceived this child wholeheartedly, just like he deceived Shen Zhifan back then.

The confidant next to him laughed: "Congratulations, sir, but Xi Weier's taste is really charming."

Mr. Gurley felt that this confidant was very worthless, but fortunately he was more fond of him, so he took the trouble to explain.

"Does that make you feel charming? The pedigree of that person just now is too low. Have you seen Shen Zhifan? Tsk... It's a pity that he is a 'knife'. My lord will not touch him for the time being."

The confidant couldn't help but said: "...Speaking of which, I have been with that lord for so long, I have never known... Sir, with all due respect, His Highness Ferdinandia is already the crown prince, and sooner or later the empire will be in his pocket , why on earth did he insist on..."

Ge Li stroked his mustache, and in a flash, he had followed Ferdinandia for many years.

"What else is there? Just like what we heard His Highness said outside the door, he has already stood at the commanding heights of power and wealth. Only 'immortality' is the eternal pursuit of people like them."

My confidant was taken aback.

"Anyway, it's better not to be presumptuous," Gurley glanced at his confidant as a warning, "We stand in line, there will always be broth to share."

The confidant nodded thoughtfully.

……

Shen Zhirou had been locked up in a winery owned by Ferdinandia before, and now she was sitting in the back seat of the car, driving out of the winery for an hour before she let out a heavy sigh.

Her tears and anger just now were unaffected, until now she was still holding her head in pain, unable to slow down.

The truth of those buried things was buzzing in her ears like an explosion, and it was only when she returned to her villa that she came back to her senses.

The driver was one of the burly men who tied her up. With a cigarette in his mouth and an accent, he was not handsome at all, which made her feel even more sad.

Until she was sent back to her door, she still had the illusion of a lifetime away.

Her throat moved slightly, and she was looking at the door.

The mobile phone has been returned to her. A day ago she blew up her brother's mobile phone, but today it is just the opposite.

When she thought that she would face her brother as soon as she entered, she felt a little sad, and her finger that was about to touch the key paused.

However, at the moment when she hesitated, a pair of hands stretched out from behind her and tightly covered her mouth.

At this time, Shen Zhirou felt that she was miraculous, because now her mood was quite numb and indescribable, even her fear was gone.

again?Or at the door?

Was her luck really that bad?



However, this time it was not kidnapping. The other party's actions were actually very gentle, but because of her nervousness just now, she mistakenly thought that the other party's behavior was rude.

The other party just covered her mouth lightly, as if he just wanted to stop her from opening the door.

If it's kidnapping...the level is really too low.

She couldn't help but complain.

Shen Zhirou originally thought that he didn't know how to face his brother, but now it's better, wouldn't it be better to just call out his brother with a howl.

But obviously, her muddled mind started to move in the next second, and she suddenly realized that the owner of these hands was very familiar.

"Rou Rou."

The voice of the owner of the hand is also very familiar, it is still a soft and sweet girlish voice.

She didn't know if it was because she was too preoccupied, but she actually felt that there was a thousand words of sigh hidden in the other party's voice.

Her movements were slow, and she had been in this state since Ferdinandia told her just now.

Question yourself, doubt yourself.

There is nothing worse than being yourself.

The elder brother bears everything, but she doesn't even know the truth about the cause of her parents' death.

So Yi Jia didn't say anything at this moment, and she didn't even know why Yi Jia happened to appear here.

She didn't want to think about anything, and let the tears well up again.

Yi Jia's movements were gentle, so Shen Zhirou easily broke free from her shackles and squatted down. At the door of his house, he buried his head in his arms, crying quietly like a quail.

She didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Shen Zhifan who was separated by a wall.

Yi Jia looked at her silently. She was about to leave just now, but she saw Shen Zhirou come back unharmed. Although she felt distressed, she still dragged Shen Zhirou aside and gently brushed her hair away.

"Rou Rou, listen to me..." Yi Jia struggled to organize her words, the news came too suddenly and she was not prepared, even Ferdinandia regarded her as one of her own, but Shen Zhirou's disappearance and sudden return were unexpected to her. No message received.

"Do not……"

Shen Zhirou spoke softly, with a faint cry.

"Let's go, Jiajia, you... you can't imagine, I can't tell you, you go, the farther away from me the better, I'm probably going crazy."

Yi Jia was silent again, and bit her lip slightly.

"Rou Rou, calm down... What if, if I say it, I know?"

Shen Zhirou's movements suddenly stopped, and she stared blankly at her.

"You've seen Ferdinand, haven't you?" Yi Jia said without further ado, "He told you about the "Glory Project", right?"

Shen Zhirou felt that her brain was really not working well.

"Wait... Jiajia, you..."

Shen Zhirou's face gradually turned pale.

"what do you mean?"

Yi Jia bit her lip: "What Ferdinandya said...although it's not false, you can't believe him."

Shen Zhirou took a step back and looked at her incredulously: "...then who are you?"

Her lips turned white again. In her impression, Yi Jia was just a beautiful girl with fair skin, beautiful breasts and big brains, and she was also her brother's brainless fan.

If that's Yi Jia... then who is this flustered girl in front of her who seems to know a lot about "Ferdinandya"?

"Rourou, listen to me," Yi Jia planned to sum up everything in the simplest language, otherwise Shen Zhirou seemed to be about to collapse, "I was called by your brother to protect you, you trust me."

Shen Zhirou was a little dazed: "Aren't you his fan?"

"This is also..." Yi Jia had a headache, "Where should I start? It was probably several years ago. The most outrageous thing I did in my life was to run away from home. At that time, I was young and almost got trafficked. , and ended up in exile in an underground fighting arena, hiding his name for a while before being found by his family."

Shen Zhirou opened her eyes wide.

What's up with this... the feeling that all the friends and relatives around me have become King Kong, Spider-Man and Superman in the blink of an eye, and only you are an ordinary person?

"At that time, I met your brother, and I had a good relationship with him," Yi Jia looked at him seriously, "Because of my status, I could easily approach Ferdinandia, and of course it took him several years to trust me , let me come close to you, and spy on your brother by the way... But it’s actually the opposite, do you understand, I’m the 'spy' arranged by your brother in Ferdinandia."

"Don't my brother and Ferdinand belong to the same country?"

Shen Zhirou continued to look at her stupidly.

"No, no... At first it was, but your brother also started to suspect him later." Yi Jia felt her heart beating fast, she looked around, afraid that Ferdinandia would be watching her around, "Anyway, Ferdinandia is not Good thing, although I don't fully understand his purpose, but your brother has always been on guard against him, and he just had to help him for some reasons... No matter what he told you, and how well he said it, don't believe him !"

"No..." Shen Zhirou thought for a while, "Then, what should I do now?"

"What did Ferdinand ask you to do?" Yi Jia looked at her nervously.

"He asked me to play this audio for my brother." Shen Zhirou shook his finger, "He said that only my brother can listen to it with confidence, and it can restore his memory."

Yi Jia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stuttered: "Has your brother lost his memory?"

"...Yes, yes." Shen Zhirou was a little nervous.

Yi Jia opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a while: "My God, I just said why he is so wrong recently. He told me not to show my flaws before, so I haven't made any moves... When did he lose his memory?"

Shen Zhirou recalled it blankly: "About a week ago?"

Yi Jia almost jumped up, she turned around in a circle before suddenly remembering that Shen Zhifan was in the room behind her.

But she still restrained her urge to go in and look for Shen Zhifan.

"How could he lose his memory?" Yi Jia couldn't believe it even more than Shen Zhirou, "I...I thought he was acting, for example, there was Ferdinandia's monitoring in the room, he... how could he lose his memory?"

Shen Zhirou said stupidly: "I don't know."

Shen Zhirou lowered her head, feeling aggrieved: "Jiajia... I, I'm also very upset."

"Wait, darling, just wait and worry," Yi Jia was in a hurry, unable to make up her mind at all, "In this way, you play the audio to your brother, it is true that your brother's recovery of memory is the most important thing now, Otherwise, I don't know what to do."

Shen Zhirou nodded.

She didn't know whether she should trust Yi Jia, but... she still had to trust her brother.

Indeed, Shen Zhifan's most urgent task is to restore his memory.

Yi Jia succeeded in deepening the mess in her head. Finally, she mustered up the courage to push open the door, and was about to shout affectionately, "Brother, I'm back"——

However, she only shouted the beginning of this sentence in an angry voice.

She saw her brother kissing a man with his back to the door.

Shen Zhirou: "..."

At that time, the scene was very embarrassing.

After thinking about it, she decided that it would be better to close the door again.