Noble Villa [Whistling]

"Strategy? You just found a substitute for Yas' childhood. Pedophile, she is still a little girl, this kind of behavior is despised no matter where it is." Ala taunted.

"What about you? A man, a normal man. Don't you feel guilty? It's just a pastime for you, and the price to pay for him is not just life." Mutu said.

Allah didn't speak, and he couldn't justify himself.Mutu is right, in a way he is and has always been the meanest one.

"So we are not any better, everyone is the same, you agree with this." Mutu said with self-deprecation, "We are all just fabricated, ironic monsters. The great sin we are born with is completely It's a shadow that can't be washed away. Of course, it's not just us."

Ala lowered his head indifferently, his eyes were desolate.

"So, wouldn't it be better to destroy everything?" Ala raised his head and smiled, looking at the man in the middle of the stage, his little rabbit, "After destroying everything, we can build something better."

"You're still too young." Mutu's eyes were gloomy, and he said a little resentfully, "Idiot, same idiot."

"Same, with whom?" Ala asked puzzled.

Mutu didn't answer, he was fiddling with what looked like a ring he was clutching tightly in his hand.

"Wait a little longer." Mutu said after being quiet for a while, his voice was unexpectedly gentle.

"Wait?"

"Yes, soon, Barr, trust me." Mutu nodded, "I promise, it will all pass."

"What? Hey..." After saying this nonsense, Mutu left without explaining, and Ala didn't have time to stop him.

Downstairs, the song ended, and Edgar and Catherine finished their first dance.

"What do you want?" Edgar showed off the gentlemanly demeanor he had accumulated over the years while sending Catherine back to the empty seat.No matter how you feel in your heart, at least on the surface, everything is quite perfect.

"Juice." Catherine glanced at the tray in the servant's hand and Edgar obeyed.

"In front of me, you don't actually need to do these unnecessary things." Edgar said while handing the juice to Catherine.

"what?"

"You prefer to drink, don't you? Then go and drink, today is Christmas." Edgar tried his best to express himself, but the taste changed as soon as the words came out.

"It sounds like you know me very well, honorable Master Linton, being so casual with a lady, your etiquette lessons seem to be very good." Catherine blushed and said sarcastically.Always returning to the aristocratic circle, the lack of tutoring became a thorn in Catherine's heart.She sensitively felt that Edgar was secretly accusing her of her original rough life, although she did feel that drinking was more exciting.

Although there is no record in any book, everyone agrees that a lady should be very quiet.No matter how it is in private, no unmarried girl is willing to express her habit of drinking in public. It sounds like drinking, although that is a necessary skill for a lady.

"Brother, you are too much, how can you be so rude to a lady." Isabella suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. On the surface, she spoke harshly to Edgar, but secretly whispered to her brother.

"Stupid, when a girl is angry, no matter what the reason is, you should just apologize. Dad has been doing this for so many years, why haven't you learned it yet?"

Edgar sighed helplessly. More than once, he sincerely felt that he might not be suitable for communicating with young girls.But the necessary explanation is still there, he said; "Catherine, no matter what you think of me, I don't mean to be sarcastic. I just want to tell you that you can relax in front of me without any consequences. After all, aristocratic life is It's so empty and boring and everyone's trying to cover it up."