My years as a menswear boss

Everyone was immersed in the wonderful piano music, but Darcy focused on Elizabeth instead.

Sir Lucas noticed Mr. Darcy standing there alone, and out of the courtesy of a master, he stepped forward to communicate with him, "He is really a very good boy."

Darcy knew that Sir Lucas was talking about Jiqiu who was playing on the piano, so he showed a faint smile, "Yes, he has never been embarrassing."

"Mr Bingley and Mr Hyde are enjoying the party, why don't you join them?" said Sir Lucas, laughing.

"Dancing is a beautiful thing, but it can only be enjoyed with the right people."

Darcy held the goblet in his hand, "After all, chimpanzees in the circus can dance."

"There are so many beautiful girls, so none of them can fall into the eyes of Mr. Darcy?" Sir Lucas couldn't help thinking silently, what an arrogant man.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly stopped Elizabeth who was walking by, "This is the second lady of the Bennet family, Mr. Darcy, standing in front of such a beauty, would you still resist dancing? "

Embarrassment flashed across Elizabeth's face, "Sorry, sir. I don't really want to dance right now. And I don't really need a dance partner."

"It would be my great honor, Miss Bennet, if you would have me as your partner."

For some unknown reason, a strange emotion flashed in Darcy's heart, and he couldn't help clenching his hands behind his back.

Elizabeth raised her head, seeing the calm expression of the tall man in front of her, she pursed her lips.

Jiqiu, who was playing the piano, also noticed the scene over there. She raised her heart, but quickly put it down again.

Because she saw Elizabeth put her hand in Darcy's, and the two of them were dancing in the hall like everyone else.

The notes under Jiqiu's hands also became light and joyful, and everyone present was very happy, except for Lydia, who was stealing money, and Miss Bingley, who had a gloomy face, staring fiercely at the couple dancing on the dance floor. .

The party ended just as the moon was rising.

It was the happiest day of Mary's life, and she followed her sisters home.Lydia's cynicism from time to time along the way didn't affect her good mood.

She kept recalling the scene at the party just after the playing ended. The young man put his hands on the keys, tilted his head and said softly, "Miss Bennet, I feel how serious you are about the piano. Haven't the honor to be your dance partner?"

Mary couldn't remember how she answered, but only remembered that Mr. Hyde's smile was bright, just like the movement under his hand.

After the party, Jiqiu, Bentley and Darcy sit in the billiard room and chat.

Jiqiu was playing with Bentley, and Darcy had been knocked down by her just now, she looked at Darcy drinking black tea there, "You are in a good mood." This is an affirmative sentence.

"Is there?" Darcy raised his eyebrows. He put down the cup in his hand, walked to the pool table, and watched Bentley adjust the angle.

Jiqiu wiped the cue stick, "Just now you looked like the peacock raised in my manor, standing there and spreading its tail."

"Oh, too bad!" Bentley hit the ball at an angle, and the ball stopped next to the hole.

"Hey, it's my turn." Jiqiu bent down, found the angle he had been observing just now, and the two balls on the table went into the hole together.

Her level was completely trained in the aristocratic nursing home. This sport was introduced from France. It was all the rage in the Palace of Versailles. The doctor suggested that playing billiards after meals is a sport for strengthening the body.

"I can't beat you." Bingley shrugged in defeat. "Darcy has completely forgotten what he said back then. I think he's going to fall in love."

"I knew you would say that a long time ago. It's like starting from a dance, then immediately developing into a love affair, and finally entering the palace of marriage." Darcy said, "I'm not interested in her at all!"

"Well, is it?" Jiqiu looked at Darcy, then at Bentley.

Bingley held out a hand to Jiqiu, "I would be very honored if you could let me be your dance partner. Can you dance with me, Miss Bennet?"

Jiqiu brought up the skirt that didn't exist in the air, "Of course."

The two of them held hands in front of Darcy and twirled around, Darcy wrinkled his whole face, "You disgust me."

"You really don't feel it?" Jiqiu let go of Bentley's hand and leaned forward like a golden retriever. She looked into Darcy's eyes.

Darcy looked away, "Well, her eyes are pretty, but not enough to attract me."

Jiqiu ran to Bingley's side, reached out to give him a high five, "I knew it."

Darcy looked at the two funny friends and shook his head discouragedly, "It doesn't mean anything. Everyone will appreciate this kind of beauty. Elizabeth Bennet is indeed a unique beauty."

Bingley: "So, you should talk to her and find out what she likes."

Jiqiu: "Ask her to dance, dance can open people's hearts."

Bentley: "Then you can get to know each other."

Jiqiu: "In the end you will know if you are compatible."

"I'm tired." Darcy walked out of the billiard room without looking back.

"He's really shy," Jiqiu said.

"This is incredible!" Bingley exclaimed, he suddenly looked at Jiqiu, "You were also Miss Elizabeth's dance partner, don't you have any ideas?"

"I really just appreciate it." Jiqiu put the club on the chair on the table.

"England is still as rainy as before." Jiqiu rode on Daniel and watched the raindrops fall on her. She patted Daniel's neck, "However, we have umbrellas."

Jiqiu opened the umbrella in her hand. England has not yet popularized it. Most umbrellas are exclusive to women. Few men are willing to hold umbrellas. Her umbrella is custom-made. It is disguised as a civilized staff on weekdays. It is a few polished animal bones that make up the umbrella stand, and the fabric is coated with a layer of wax for waterproofing.

'There seems to be someone in front. '

Jiqiu saw a brown horse in the rain in front of her, and a lady was sitting on it, she hurried over, "Miss Bennet?"

Jane raised her head and saw a familiar face. Embarrassment flashed in her heart. Her mother knew it was raining before she went out, but she still let her ride to the villa in the swamp, but she acquiesced in this despicable approach.

"Here, take it, Miss Bennet, you will get sick if you go on like this." Jiqiu passed the umbrella over to Jane's head.

"I." Jane was extremely ashamed, tears flowed drop by drop, mixed with the cold rain, she shook her head, "You give me the umbrella, and you will get wet."

"Don't worry, Miss Bennet. Taking care of a beautiful lady is what a gentleman should do."

Jiqiu continued to pass the umbrella forward, "My body is stronger than yours, so I won't get sick."

Jane finally took the umbrella and walked side by side with the handsome young horse.

Back at the Mireland Villa, as soon as they entered, the servants immediately took out blankets and covered Jane's body. Barton, who had been waiting for a long time, took a thick blanket and covered his master's body, and took a towel to wipe the rain from the young man's face.

"Sir, the hot water is ready."

Jiqiu looked at the pale Jane, "Miss Bennet, please forgive me."

"Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Hyde." Jane's face was flushed, she was soaked through, and she didn't know how long she had been in the rain before she met Jiqiu.

Back in the bedroom, Jiqiu immediately soaked herself in the bathtub, her cold body warmed up, and when she felt that her body was no longer cold, she immediately got up and put on her clothes.

"Sir, may I come in?" Barton's voice sounded outside the door.

After Jiqiu confirmed that she was wearing the right clothes, she said something and watched Barton come in with a lot of things.

"What's this?" Jiqiu frowned as he looked at the bowl of soft boiled eggs.

"A kind of soup to keep out the cold. I learned it from an Oriental in London. They always drink this soup after it rains."

Barton put down the wooden basin in his hand, took hot water from the bathroom, and poured in salt grains, "I still have to wash my feet like this."

Jiqiu pinched her nose and drank the bowl of soup. She watched her subordinates suddenly become health experts, "I don't know how many surprises you have?"

"You can gradually understand." Barton surpassed and grabbed Jiqiu's feet and put them in the basin.

"Are you angry, Barton?" Jiqiu looked at the expressionless subordinate, "Why?"

"How dare I be angry, sir." Barton put his hands in the footbath to massage his master.

The corners of Jiqiu's mouth twitched, "You're going to be pissed off." '

"Are you blaming me for handing Jane Bennet the umbrella?"

She held Barton's massaging hand with the soles of her feet. The white soles of her feet were exactly the same size as the man's big dark hands.

"You really don't care about your body at all." Barton sighed, took his hands out of the basin, wiped them carelessly with the towel beside the basin, and then grabbed the young man's callus-free feet and wiped them carefully He said, "The Bennet family has lived here for so long, there is no reason not to know that it will rain soon, and they can obviously let Miss Bennet come in a carriage."

"They just want to keep Miss Bennet here to create an opportunity to meet Mr. Bingley. If Miss Bennet is not sick, they will resent you for being nosy afterwards. There is no need for you to intervene." His amber Eyes focused and earnest.

Jiqiu sighed softly, "I know, but I can't just sit and watch a delicate girl walk in the torrential rain, and it's not in line with me to stand by and watch."

"Smile, Barton. You're only 26 years old, don't act like a grandpa."

"I can't laugh, sir." Barton replied sternly.

"I'm not that fragile." Jiqiu reached out and rubbed his curly black hair, it was dry and warm, and it felt great.