How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

Dio's voice was choked in his throat.He let go of Yu Gongcui who was pinned to the tree and turned around with a gloomy expression, as if he wanted to kill someone to silence him.

But the girl who broke through this scene - Amamiya Cui, who moved her wrist, noticed that this was the one who played with Jonathan earlier - did not notice Dio's angry expression and the lingering danger around her Breath, because she immediately covered her eyes with both hands, and the face exposed under her fingers had already turned red.

Because of this, the basket fell to the ground and rolled around.

Dio snorted coldly and questioned aggressively.

"You woman, you've seen it—"

"Sorry!! Sorry!! I didn't see anything! You two, please continue, I'm leaving now!!!"

Dio's expression was blanked by the unexpected high-frequency scream.When he came back to his senses, the annoying girl had already fled quickly, and her slender figure disappeared at the end of the road.

He rarely felt a little confused.

Picking up the rattan basket from the grass, Yu Gongcui raised her head, just caught the empty look of the arrogant and domineering young man who couldn't find a suitable expression, and smiled softly.

Dio came back to his senses and gave him a hard look.

"I know who she is, Alina, the village girl who is close to JOJO! Well, wait and see..."

After finishing the harsh words, he put this episode behind him and turned his attention to Yu Gongcui again.

"You said it would bring benefits to me, but this is not something you can win people's trust just by talking about it...Since you are just an ordinary person now, how do you show your value?"

Yu Gongcui was carrying the basket, because she had already figured out how to take the next step, and she didn't feel flustered by the other party's sudden questioning.

The promises to each other are all illusory things, so it's normal to want to prove it.

"Tonight, I will give up something very important to Amamiya Tsui." He looked into Dior's eyes and explained the plan, "After that, my position will change, and I can only completely attach to Dior. For you, I can no longer threaten you."

"—but please note that this sacrifice is not free."

"I will exchange it for your 'trust'."

Make such an emphasis bluntly, so as to leave an imprint on the other party's mind.

Giving up on the last shortcut doesn't mean he will obediently win people's trust.It is clear that it is only a straightforward exchange of benefits, and he cuts into the camp with a firm attitude that cannot be refused, then, as long as the other party thinks that he is still valuable to him, the alliance between the two will not be broken——

This simple way of taking what you need seems to be extremely convenient and fast, but how effective it is has yet to be proven.

"In exchange for my trust..."

Dio repeated it in a murmur, and his smile became a little weird.

"You bastard, you really weigh people's feelings on a scale.—But it doesn't matter. As long as I am satisfied with that kind of thing——"

His whole body was wrapped in malice, his red eyes glowed brightly, and he made a sound that seemed to come from a distant hell.

"As long as it satisfies me, Dio, it doesn't matter if I exchange my soul."

"Then, I look forward to your sincerity."

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At the dinner table in the evening, Yu Gongcui gave a small speech to Sir Joestar as she said.

First of all, I would like to express my gratitude to Jazz for taking care of me during this period of time, regretting my confusion some time ago, and declaring that I have come out of the nightmare of losing my parents, and I have chosen the direction of my future life, and I will go on firmly and positively. I hope to get the encouragement and support from Uncle Joestar.

George Joestar was very relieved, and immediately praised his spirit of hard work and self-improvement, and asked smoothly, "What is Amameiya going to do in the future?"

And Yu Gongcui, who had thought it over long ago, also replied as a matter of course: "I want to be the deacon of the two young masters."

There was silence during the banquet, and even the sound of Sir Joestar's petrification and cracking could be heard.

Although it is said that all the servants in the house of an excellent deacon are deeply trusted by their masters, and they are also the capital to show off to each other in social situations-but deacons are deacons, and nobles are nobles, after all, there is a world of difference between the two.

This kind of self-indulgent behavior is incredible no matter how you think about it.

Sir Joestar grabbed the wine glass with trembling hands, and with considerable willpower control, he poured the red wine into his mouth with difficulty.

"This...you are still young, you don't need to be busy setting up your future life path now..."

"Uncle, you know I'm not a hot-headed person." Yu Gongcui smiled, and tapped her index finger on the tablecloth rhythmically, "I don't really care about status and so on—I want to achieve It's something else."

Holding an empty wine glass, the blue-haired gentleman sighed wearily, and his beard moved slightly, probably to tell him that chasing his dreams doesn't have to be done in such a decisive way.

Yu Gongcui spoke before him: "You should also understand that the times are changing. The days when the old aristocrats relied on land rent alone to maintain a good life are no longer there. Merchants and factory owners are gradually ascending to the upper class with their financial resources. Blindly Guarding the ancestral property is not enough, Uncle, the reason why I gave up the status of 'Young Master' is because I want to be a pure trustee of the property, and use this capital to create a new way out in the market."

Surprised that such a child has such a clear understanding of the situation, and at the same time further confirmed that the life plan he said before was not childish words on the spur of the moment, Sir Joestar had a complex expression, knowing that the hope of persuading the other party was slim, he still tried his best Made one last attempt.

"Different from what you imagined, the deacon not only has to help the head of the family sort out the finances, but most of the time also needs to manage other servants and assign work, take care of part of the housekeeping, and prepare various banquets-meal preparation etiquette, travel affairs, antique knowledge, and even All sorts of things have to be learned, from things like arranging flowers to taking care of children."

"Even if you intend to engage in business in the future, there must be an easier way. I know you are a child with your own ideas, but does it have to be so?"

"—It must be so."

Unwaveringly emphasizing it again, looking at the elder who closed his eyes in compromise, he declared his ambition word by word.

"Because what I want is that one day you can safely entrust all the property of the Joestar family to my hands, and I hope that I can use this as a bargaining chip to pave the way for the future of the two young masters. the road."

"Other ways might be easier, but—"

Yu Gongcui turned her head to watch the dancing flames on the golden candlestick at the corner of the table, her eyes fell on the empty mid-air, she didn't seem to care about anyone's reaction.

During a moment's pause, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

"This is the only one that can best demonstrate my ability and prove my sincerity."

[Friendly reminder to the host, the target's trust value has increased by ten points!The current trust value is: 34 points! 】

What a generous child.

If you just look at it as a business partner, maybe you will get along very well.

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This morning, I still woke up early.

This is the routine that has been preserved since he chose the route he thought was the most beneficial three years ago.

Although he is a deacon in name, Sir Joestar has always regarded Amamiya Cui as his son. Compared with the strict requirements on Jonathan and Dior, he is more inclined to free this intelligent and precocious boy, and does not treat his servants with the truth. His attitude is strict with him, but he turns a blind eye and closes his eyes, showing the old father's tolerance everywhere.

However, the more he thought about it, the more stringent Yu Gongcui's demands on himself became.

If he wanted to continue his interest exchange experiment, the first condition was to stand in the same camp as the target of the attack.Joestar's son is Dior's competitor, but Joestar's deacon is not.

Moreover, Yu Gongcui's wild words about taking over the family property were not just words.As long as you catch up with the ride of the times, super doubling is definitely not a problem——

But before that, he needs to be recognized by Sir Joestar as a deacon, otherwise, no matter how tolerant and loving he is, the old gentleman will never entrust his ancestral property to a worthless trash.

After washing and ironing the newspaper, Yu Gongcui went to pick up the breakfast prepared by the maid according to the time, and returned to the second floor with the plate rack.

First, he stopped in front of Jonathan's bedroom and knocked on the door three times, and got an energetic "come in" sound.Pushing the door open, I saw the well-dressed young master standing in front of the window with his hands on his hips. Under the sunshine, his breath was vigorous like a thriving young tree.

It is indeed comforting.

It is inspiring in itself to see an upright person who remains steadfast in his uprightness after being devastated by the wind and rain.

Yu Gongcui said good morning with a smile, took out a breakfast and put it on the table together with the newspaper, told Jonathan to eat it while it was hot, and then stopped staying, but took the rest of the meal to the next room advance.

——This part is not as pleasant as dealing with JOJO before.

Yu Gongcui knocked on Dior's door rhythmically, and waited for ten seconds after three knocks, but no one answered, so she knocked three more times.After performing the necessary etiquette, the room was still quiet, so he stopped dawdling and directly opened the door and walked in.

The curtains were drawn so tightly that not a ray of sunlight could get through.Yu Gongcui put the dinner plate on the table in the dark, went to the bed and pulled the thick curtains with a clatter, and the dazzling sunlight caused someone on the bed to hum in dissatisfaction.

And Yu Gongcui's urging voice was also very cold, without the slightest warmth when getting along with Jonathan.

"Don't be so dedicated to trouble me every day. Breakfast is going to be cold, get up and eat it."

There was a slight sound of cloth rubbing against the bed.The 15-year-old boy with disheveled blond hair sat up from the bed yawning, leaned lazily on the head of the bed, and waited confidently for the deacon to help him change his clothes—but his eyes suddenly glanced at the empty plate rack, and his whole face suddenly became pale. sank.