My years as a menswear boss

Elizabeth met Mr. Darcy's cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam, at Rosings Manor, and she had to admit that, except Mr. Darcy, all the rest were very kind and friendly.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Elizabeth. I have heard Mr. Hyde speak highly of you. You are an extraordinary lady." Colonel Fitzwilliam said softly, "I hope we can spend some time in Rosings." A good time."

"According to Mr. Hyde's kind personality, he will only talk about the shining points of this person when he introduces others."

Elizabeth smiled. She glanced at Darcy who was on the sofa not far away, and found that he had been staring at her, straightening his back unnaturally, "Of course, you are also a very friendly gentleman."

"Thank you for the compliment. I like talking to people very much. It allows me to meet more interesting people."

Principal Fitzwilliam looks somewhat similar to his cousin Darcy, but his facial features are softer, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

"Is there no one else in Rosings that you find interesting, or that you want to talk to?" Elizabeth asked.

"My aunt is a very talkative person, but she can only talk about what she wants to say, not what others start, and my friend Norton, who is a very reserved person, is usually very quiet here. Well, my cousin Darcy doesn't like to communicate with other people." Colonel Fitzwilliam said, "If Hyde is here, he will be able to coordinate the preferences of everyone in the room. He is a good hand at activating the atmosphere."

"Yes, I'm also looking forward to Mr. Hyde's arrival, but he's busy with his career, so I'm afraid he doesn't have time."

Elizabeth said, she glanced at Darcy out of the corner of her eye, and found that Mr. Darcy was still staring at her, "Sorry, may I ask why Mr. Darcy keeps looking at me? Did I offend him? ?”

Darcy noticed that the two people looked at him together, and his heart beat a little faster. He immediately stood up and walked to Elizabeth, "Miss Elizabeth, how is your family doing?"

"They are all well and healthy, nothing wrong. Thank you for your concern."

Elizabeth raised her eyebrows. She didn't understand that Mr. Darcy would ask this question endlessly.

Colonel Fitzwilliam looked at his cousin who walked to the window with some doubts. He didn't understand Darcy's strange behavior.

'If Hyde is here he must know what Darcy is thinking. ' he couldn't help thinking.

Next, Elizabeth found that she could always meet Mr. Darcy in various places, not only in Rosings Manor, but sometimes when walking in the woods, she could also meet Mr. Darcy passing by on horseback.

After Wickham's lie was exposed, Elizabeth suspected that his accusation against Mr. Darcy was also false, and she might have fabricated it out of jealousy. She always had the illusion of a guilty conscience when facing Darcy.

’ He must have laughed at my stupidity in his mind. 'Elizabeth thought while grabbing the weeds on the side of the road.

Lady Catherine invited her to Rosings Manor again and insisted on letting her play the piano.

Elizabeth knew very well that her piano skills were far inferior to her sister Mary, but she could only sit in front of the piano and play in the face of Mrs. Catherine's pressure.

The kind-hearted Colonel Fitzwilliam also saw that his aunt was meddling in her own business. He sat on the piano bench with Elizabeth and guided her in a low voice.

"Miss Bennet, as long as you practice diligently, your piano level will increase, otherwise you will never play well." Mrs. Catherine said with her hand on the armrest of the sofa, "You must know that my daughter has already played piano at your age." Played at a level that amazes pianists."

"Miss Ball is outstanding in every talent." Collins complimented immediately.

Darcy was too lazy to listen to his aunt's praise of his daughter. He got up and walked to the piano. Obviously Elizabeth was taken aback, and the key was pressed in the wrong position.

"Are you trying to scare me, Mr. Darcy?" Elizabeth looked at Darcy.

Darcy looked at Elizabeth's bright eyes reflecting his shadow, "I never meant that, you always like to give me some additional thoughts of yours."

"If you don't do something weird, it won't arouse my reverie."

Elizabeth played the piano under her hands, and she expressed the depression in her heart through the piano.

"I don't know which of my actions have caused your misunderstanding. If there is something that I feel rude, I am willing to explain." The corner of Darcy's mouth raised, and he put his hands on the piano.

"Colonel Fitzwilliam, if I tell the truth, your cousin will never believe it and think I think too much." Elizabeth said to Colonel Fitzwilliam beside her.

"Darcy, you really should accept criticism with an open mind." Colonel Fitzwilliam said, looking at his cousin.

"Well, as long as Miss Bennet is willing to say, I am willing to accept it humbly." The corner of Darcy's mouth that had just raised fell again, and he stared at the buttons on his clothes.

"Then I am compelled to mention some of Mr. Darcy's conduct in Hertfordshire."

Elizabeth didn't look at Darcy, she looked at the music score in front of her, and said with two minds, "When he came to a dance, he only danced with two ladies throughout the night, and these ladies are all Mr. Bingley's sisters."

"There are a lot of girls at the ball who don't have a partner, and he doesn't like those girls at all."

Elizabeth recalled the first time she was mercilessly thrown away by Darcy, which was a lump in her heart, even though Mr. Darcy later invited her to dance.

"I was afraid that I was not good enough for that lady, and I was very nervous, so I walked away subconsciously." Mr. Darcy put his hands behind his back, and his palms began to sweat.

"Really? A well-educated man telling me he's not good enough for that country girl."

Elizabeth twitched the corner of her mouth, and the piano piece she was playing turned into a ditty that she composed.

"I'm not good at communicating with people. Communicating with strangers will make me feel at a loss, so I lose my manners." Darcy replied.

Elizabeth looked at the ivory keys in front of her, "I'm not very good at playing the piano either. I know it's because I didn't study piano seriously. It's my own fault. How about you, Mr. Darcy?"

"You have a clear sense of who you are, but people don't think so, and anyone who's heard you play marvels at that. I know we're all bad at expressing ourselves."

Darcy smiled, and his usually stiff face became milder.He actually wanted to express that if we imagined it so well, it would be so suitable.

Elizabeth didn't get his thoughts at all, instead, she was blocked and couldn't breathe, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

At the other end, Jiqiu received a letter from Darcy, she read it carefully, and habitually crossed out the adjectives and greetings, summing up the essence of a letter.

"Darcy has really changed. He never talked so much nonsense before." Jiqiu said to Button.

Button was massaging Jiqiu's shoulders, "This is a necessary etiquette, sir. Mr. Darcy occasionally wants to regain the gentleman's etiquette."

"I know my friend well, and he usually writes cursive to cover up something."

Jiqiu twisted her neck. She has been sitting on a chair for a long time recently, and her back hurts after sitting for a long time.

Ever since she became a trainee judge, some old cases have always been handed over to her to sort out, and some cases that want to be re-mentioned are left to her for the first batch of screening.

Barton's hands are very strong, and he can always massage with the same force for a long time, which is equivalent to a humanoid massage machine.

He watched the little nobleman dangling comfortably, and felt a sense of happiness in his heart.

"Look, this is just refined!" Jiqiu read through the sorted letter, and she immediately saw what Darcy wanted to express, "He is saying that he gets along well with Miss Elizabeth these days , the relationship between them is no longer as rigid as before.

Miss Elizabeth is also willing to chat with him, and Darcy thinks that he will soon change Miss Elizabeth's impression of him. "

"However, why did he explain this to me? Did he want to share the joy with me?" Jiqiu understood after reading it, but his mind was full of question marks.

There was a trace of confusion on Barton's face, but he decided to tell the truth, "I think it's because Miss Elizabeth has a crush on you."

"So you think Darcy is showing off to me?" Jiqiu frowned, she really didn't think about that.

"If you have shown your affection for Miss Elizabeth from the beginning, Mr. Darcy will have no thought of Miss Elizabeth any more."

Button put his hands on Jiqiu's head, and massaged his fingers regularly, "But now he wants to express this to you, just because he is worried that you will suddenly have a good impression of Miss Elizabeth."

"He's too insecure. I won't get attached to someone my friends like. And I have no intention of getting married." Jiqiu put down the letter in his hand and leaned on the back of the chair.

"You're still young, isn't it too early to have this idea?"

Barton couldn't help asking, he soon realized that his actions were out of line, "Sorry, I went a little too far."

"It's okay, this is not a confidential matter, if you want to ask in the future, just ask directly, and I will try to answer you as much as I can." Jiqiu said with his eyes closed, "We have known each other for a long time, if there is no accident , and will work together for many years to come.”

Barton smiled happily. If he had a tail, he could see his tail wagging very fast.

Jiqiu didn't care what was going on in her subordinates' minds, she was thinking about Gwendelyn, if she didn't untie her knot, this little girl couldn't accept anyone.

What happened to that adoptive family? She investigated the family, and on the surface, she didn't find anything suspicious. They all had good reviews from the neighbors.