My years as a menswear boss

This is Jiqiu's first time attending a stranger's funeral, and she is the most indispensable member of this funeral.

"Barton, do you think I'm cold-blooded, and instead feel joy when my father dies?"

Jiqiu covered Edward Hyde's body with a white cloth. In the past few years when she became Elvis Hyde, she had seen Edward less than one palm.

"No. To you, the earl is not even as good as the ministers in the parliament." Barton looked at the tall and straight figure of the young man, and he felt that the only stain on his master was the earl of Curranladen.

He often thought secretly how such an outstanding person could have such a father, but fortunately, the master finally obtained his own property and rights.

"Do you want to comfort your mother?" Barton noticed Jiqiu's silence.

"You mean I'm going to celebrate with her?"

Jiqiu looked puzzled, and she glanced at Edward who was covered with a white cloth, "But my half-brothers may be safe, and don't have to worry about losing arms and legs someday."

Barton shut his mouth tactfully. He thought of the countess' methods. If the risk was not too great, the count might have died a few years earlier.

"I hope I didn't do anything to make you think I'm a good person. If my mother didn't do it, I don't mind doing it myself. After all... I really need this family property." Jiqiu For a long time, he has defined himself as the villain.

"But you adopted Miss Gwendolin."

"That's because she is a useful person to me. Thinking about it, she was abused by her own father since she was a child, and she was taken blood by a man in an adopted family, which is enough to prove that she will never like any man again.

Most of the girls nowadays have unrealistic fantasies, always thinking that they can meet the perfect man and that they can save those romantic men.Love blinds, and I cannot place my trust in them. " Jiqiu looked coldly, and she said indifferently, "I don't have the time to cultivate, and Gwendolyn is the best choice for me. "

Seeing Barton's dazed expression, she smiled casually, "Why, are you scared by me?"

Button quickly came to his senses, "No, sir, what I want to say is that you don't need to do something yourself, you just need to leave it to me to solve it."

Facing the blind following of his subordinates, Jiqiu didn't know whether it was luck or a headache. If his master was a heinous person, he might kill someone, and he would immediately grab the knife to solve it.

Edward Hyde didn't die from a disease, but died on a woman's belly. To be precise, the rift valley was overgrown and the body was hollowed out.

Jiqiu spent a large sum of money to conceal the truth, declaring to the outside world that it was an aristocratic disease, namely tuberculosis.

After all, this symptom is now highly sought after in Europe. Thin body, pale complexion, accompanied by a light cough, has almost become a label in the upper class.

Jiqiu glanced at Angelica who was practicing crying, "Mother, your expression is natural enough now, you don't need to cry out."

"Oh, El, you never know what accidents you may encounter tomorrow, and it is necessary to make more preparations." Angelica replied.

Jiqiu hesitated to speak, but she decided to tell the truth, "I mean, the way you cry looks too fake."

Angelica: "."

Darcy introduced his sister Georgiana to Elizabeth, and the two girls got along very well.

Georgiana looks very dignified and elegant, and more importantly, she is very humble and friendly, with an easy-going personality, completely different from her proud brother

It's just that Georgiana became shy and sensitive after Wickham's incident, and she valued her words and deeds very much, for fear that she might do something wrong.

So much so that others looked a little arrogant and indifferent, but Elizabeth saw her true nature and had a good impression of her.

The two chatted for a long time. Before leaving, Georgiana warmly invited Elizabeth to the dance held in the manor. She wanted to share the piano her brother bought her.

Elizabeth came as promised, noticing that Mr. Bingley and his sisters were also present, and after exchanging cold salutations with them, she and Georgiana sat down on the piano-stool to play the piano.

Georgiana has a beautiful voice, like an oriole in the forest, but she is not very confident in her singing voice, and her voice is always intermittent. At this time, Elizabeth will add her own falsetto to make up for these defects.

Darcy sat on the sofa and watched Georgiana and Elizabeth cooperate with each other, and he was very happy. His behavior was very dazzling in Miss Bingley's eyes.

"The tone of this piano has no impurities, and the sound is very pleasant." Elizabeth said as she played the keys. She had played Miss Pole's piano in Rosings Manor, but the sound was far inferior to the one she had.

"My brother shipped it from France and it was the best birthday present I've ever received."

Georgiana turned over a page of the piano score, and she looked a little embarrassed, "My brother spoils me too much, and it always makes me uneasy."

"I have no brother, only four sisters." Elizabeth smiled gently, "He loves you very much, you should rely on him more."

"Yeah." Georgiana pursed her lips and showed a small smile, "I wish I had a sister."

The two went on to talk about their favorite piece, completely ignoring the rest of the living room.

"Miss Bennet, I heard that the officers are staying at Barryton for three months. I wonder if you will be disappointed that you can't go there." Miss Bingley interrupted the conversation between the two on the piano bench.

Georgiana's expression became extremely unnatural, and she thought of Wickham who had cheated her of a dowry of thirty thousand pounds.

If Mr. Hyde hadn't seen through that tutor's scheme, her reputation might have been tarnished by this scumbag.

Elizabeth noticed the faces of the Darcy brothers and sisters, and replied mercilessly, "I didn't expect that Miss Bingley cared more about those militias than I did. I didn't even know they stayed in Bailitun for three months."

Miss Bingley achieved her goal. She looked at Darcy and found that her sweetheart looked indifferent and didn't care about Elizabeth's barbaric words and deeds at all. She couldn't help being disappointed.

She didn't know about Georgiana and Wickham at all, and she was delusional to use this to make Darcy feel more bad for Elizabeth, but she didn't know that mentioning Wickham would completely lose Darcy's favorability.

Georgiana is the lowest bottom line for Darcy. After his father died, the two depended on each other, and he regarded his sister as more important than himself.

Bingley's attitude towards his sister has been broken. He can't stand his sister using his marriage for profit. He will prepare a generous dowry for Caroline and find a gentleman with a matching family background, but that's all up.

Georgiana sent the rest of the guests away, leaving Elizabeth alone, "Thank you for keeping me secret, I didn't know what to do just now."

"You're too polite. People will always be blinded by certain disguises. It's not your fault." Elizabeth comforted softly.

Darcy stood in front of the carriage and waited quietly for them to finish their chat. A messenger came on horseback and handed him an urgent letter.

When he saw the signature on the letter, he immediately opened the envelope, quickly browsed through the letter in his hand, and his expression changed suddenly.

"Brother, what happened? Your complexion doesn't look very good." Georgiana immediately noticed something wrong with her brother and asked quickly.

Elizabeth also looked at Darcy curiously, and she couldn't figure out what could make this man panic.

Darcy looked at the two people, and he unfolded the letter in his hand, "This is a letter from Hyde. He said in the letter that his father passed away, and he invited us to attend the funeral."

"What?!" Georgiana pinched the handkerchief in her hand in disbelief, her brows were stained with worry, "God, how sad Mr. Hyde must be, I will never forget the grief of my father's death."

"Yes, Mr. Hyde is really pitiful, he is still so young." Elizabeth was also worried about the youth who had been helping her family.

"Miss Bennet, Hyde asked me to take two people there in the letter, would you like to accompany us?"

Darcy asked, he was a little worried about his younger brother, and wanted to fly to London immediately.

"Is this... okay?" Elizabeth said.

"Of course, he doesn't know many people well. Your presence will make him relax a bit." Darcy said softly, "Hyde doesn't like to socialize, and he tries to be friendly most of the time. It's hard for him to treat someone alone." Take it to heart, there are very few real friends."

"I see, I'm going home now to pack my luggage and go with you tomorrow morning."

Elizabeth looked at Darcy's worried expression, she didn't continue to struggle, and quickly agreed.

"Have all the invitations been sent?" Jiqiu moved her stiff wrist. She wrote the invitation all night, and the wax was all handed over to Patton.

"It has been sent, and I told the messengers to deliver the letter to the recipient."

Barton replied, he brought a basin of hot water, soaked the towel, and wrapped it around the young man's somewhat swollen wrist.

"Well, that's good." Jiqiu felt the warmth of the sore place, and his mood became more comfortable. "It's really troublesome to go to see the king after the funeral."

"This is an indispensable step for you to take over the hereditary title. You only need to work hard once." Barton said.

"So the constitutional monarchy is a perfect system." Jiqiu said casually.

Button on the side was also stunned by Jiqiu's horrified speech. He knew that his master had a lot of plans.

But I never thought that the young man was actually planning to pull the king he served from the throne, "Is it really okay for you to tell me this?"

Jiqiu looked into Barton's amber eyes, "You won't betray me, right?"

"I will never betray you." Barton knelt in front of the young man on one knee, looking up at his young master.