My years as a menswear boss

The upper class in Paris have recently avoided the Villefort family like snakes and scorpions. The reason is that Mr. Villefort Jr., for some reason, was covered with scary pustules overnight, and the maid who served him was stunned by this scene on the spot.

Mrs. Villefort had to seek help from various miracle doctors in the society, but it caused her son to have more and more pustules.

At the critical moment, she thought of the mysterious and omnipotent Count of Monte Cristo, and she hurriedly wrote a letter for help.

In the afternoon, the Count of Monte Cristo presented them with a bottle of magic potion that could cure all diseases. After Mr. Villefort took it, the pustules on his body slowly dried up, and he no longer had a fever.

Mr. Villefort wrote a letter of thanks with great emotion, and cordially invited the Count of Monte Cristo and his only son to visit the mansion.

Since Mr. Villefort Jr. fell ill, no one dared to approach the Villefort mansion. The judge's move was not only to thank, but also to tell everyone that his son would not threaten the safety of others.

"Excellent, you are still radiant today, Simon." Dantès tied the ribbon on the young man's collar seriously, and he stroked Jiqiu's curly hair.

"Really?" Jiqiu turned around in front of the mirror, opened her arms, and asked Forrester to brush the cat hair off her suit, "Let's go."

The carriage wheeled and came to Rue Saint-Honor, where luxurious palaces were everywhere, where [-]% of the wealthy people in Paris lived. A row of chestnut trees were planted along the roadside, protected by piled bricks.

"I've been looking forward to your arrival!" Villefort extended his hand to shake Dantès' hand, and he patted Jiqiu's shoulder encouragingly.

"Dear Your Excellency Earl, you saved my son's life again. We will keep this kindness in our hearts."

Madame de Villefort has been tortured for the past few days, but she is still in good spirits, "Your Excellency, your two acts of kindness not only saved my son, but also a mother's heart. If something happens to Edward I am afraid that I will spend the rest of my life in pain."

"It's just a matter of little effort to me." Dantès' expression was flat, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Madame de Villefort immediately asked the maid to bring her son over, "Edward needs to thank you personally for this matter. I have always taught him to be a person who will reciprocate."

Dantès nodded slightly, "I have always trusted Judge Villefort's tutor."

Jiqiu picked up the teacup at the side, she vaguely grasped Madame de Villefort's thoughts, and her guess was confirmed in the next second.

"Madame de Villefort asked Madame de Villefort, if I would venture to ask.

Dantès smiled lightly, "I'm sorry, a witch once said that I would bring misfortune to my future godson, so I won't be the godfather of any child."

"Oh, that's a pity," said Madame de Villefort with a long sigh.

After a while, the maid brought Mr. Villefort Jr. up. The boy's behavior was no longer as lively as before. His face was pale, and his skin still had pimples that would not go away in a short time.

Jiqiu showed a friendly smile, "Long time no see, Edward."

Edward raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at the young man with a gentle smile on his face. His expression became terrified, he tried his best to break away from the maid's hand, and ran towards the direction he came from, yelling.

Madame de Villefort's smile became stiff, Villefort frowned, and his face was hot. It was obvious that his son's behavior had brought him great insult.

"It seems that M. de Villefort is recovering well, and he is still as lively as before." Dantès said with a smile.

"By the way, where is Valentine?" Villefort asked the maid beside him, thinking that he still had a daughter.

"Do you still have a daughter?" Jiqiu asked suspiciously, she looked at Madame de Villefort, "It seems that Madame de Villefort is younger than what I saw."

Madame de Villefort's face became extremely embarrassed, and she quickly explained, "Valentine is the daughter of my husband's ex-wife. She is in a bad state of mind. The doctor said it is best to let her rest indoors."

"But you are the great benefactor of our family. As a member of the family, she should come out to express her gratitude."

As soon as the words were finished, a young lady with a melancholy expression came in. She had a graceful figure, chestnut hair, and dark blue eyes with a lingering sense of fragility. She walked towards Dantès in a calm manner. She saluted and behaved gracefully, like a beauty walking out of an oil painting.

Jiqiu followed Dantès in return, her expression remained unchanged.In the eyes of others, the young man is not at all moved by beauty.

Suddenly a servant ran up to Villefort's ear and whispered something to him, and the latter's face changed.

"I'm so sorry, Your Excellency." Villefort's face was full of regret, and his tone was still arrogant, "The Prime Minister needs me to do something, and I have to leave immediately for the House of Representatives."

"Go ahead. You should always be considerate of this situation. After all, you are serving this country." Dantès said.

After Villefort left, Mrs. Villefort entertained Dantès and Chicho. She led them to her own reception hall and ordered them to be entertained with delicious chestnut cakes.

"Try it. This is a very representative cake of our Villefort family. The chestnuts are all taken from the carefully cultivated chestnut trees in the garden. I hired the most powerful fruit growers in Paris to take care of them."

"By the way, I seem to have seen Madame and Ling Qianjin." Dantès said softly, "It was in a hotel in Rome. Miss Villefort left a deep impression on me. At that time, I healed the hotel out of kindness. A patient, whom many people take for a doctor, and Mademoiselle de Villefort came to see me."

Madame de Villefort looked a little flustered. She pretended to look calmly at Valentine next to her, "The weather is fine today. You might as well take Mr. Roche for a walk in the garden."

Valentine nodded silently, and she whispered to Jiqiu, "Please come with me, Master Rosie."

Jiqiu stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes, bowed to Madame de Villefort, and left with Valentine.

"Your garden is very unique." Jiqiu looked at the blue-purple morning glory above her head, and a gorgeous butterfly rested on it. She stretched out her hand and touched the butterfly's fluttering wings lightly, feeling an itchy feeling from her fingertips .

Valentine watched the handsome young man tease the butterfly. The young man was gentle, unlike her naughty half-brother.

He moved gently, and after a while the butterfly poked out its tentacles and flew to the young man's finger with a whole body of pollen.

"Come on, stretch out your hand, Mademoiselle de Villefort." Jiqiu said softly, her eyes were sincere, and there was nothing out of the ordinary in her demeanor.

Valentine was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand slowly, touching the young man's warm fingertips, the colorful butterfly landed on her hand, like an exquisite ornament, she couldn't help it Exclaimed, "...so beautiful."

Jiqiu rubbed her fingertips, and the bright yellow pollen on her fingertips fell, "The reason why it is so beautiful is that it is still alive and has not been made into a specimen. Beauty itself is the vitality of self-improvement, which is a precious one's gift."

"Although the butterfly is weak, it still blooms with its own life, flying among the flowers every day."

Valentine looked at the butterfly in her hand. She moved her finger, and the butterfly flew away with its colorful wings. "Sometimes I also want to be a butterfly. It is free and unrestricted."

"This kind of butterfly is called the rye king butterfly. It is not a cold-resistant species. When winter comes, they will usher in death."

Jiqiu said softly, she watched the butterfly land on the morning glory again, "Sometimes, it's better to be human."

She noticed the rusted iron gate not far away, "Why is it so deserted there?"

"It used to lead to an orchard, but it was abandoned because no one took care of it. In order not to affect the beauty, the stepmother ordered the servant to lock it."

Seeing the young man's interested expression, Valentine's heart was lifted, and her head was quickly thinking of ways to divert Jiqiu's attention.

Jiqiu saw the dense bushes behind the iron fence door, she noticed Valentine's hands clenched uncomfortably from the corner of her eye, and looked at the bushes again with her eyes, she suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

Valentine saw the young man walk to the marble stool beside him naturally, and picked up a book.

"This is Baudelaire's collection of poems?" Jiqiu flipped through a few pages and saw the exquisite bookmark in the book, "I like his "Flowers of Evil" very much. His inherent talent for writing, his aloofness and rebellion are traits I admire."

Valentine took the "Melancholy of Paris" from the young man's hand and brushed off the petals on the book, "His melancholy is very different, not romantic, but with sympathy for the world and the pursuit of justice. "

Dantès and Mrs. Villefort finished their conversation, Jiqiu knew from Mrs. Villefort's complacent look that her guardian had successfully achieved the effect.

Jiqiu sat in the carriage, seeing Dantès' calm expression, she told what she saw in the garden today, "Miss Villefort showed me the garden. to an unexpected person."

"Oh, who is it?" Dantès asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Monsieur Maximelan Morcerf."

Dantès stopped tapping his knee, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, there is an angle in the bushes to see the person behind. I don't know if he saw me." Jiqiu said, "He seems to be Miss Villefort's lover."

Dantès frowned, "That's really unfortunate news."

"I heard from Albert that Mademoiselle de Villefort was engaged last week to the Baron Franz d'Epinay whom we met in Rome."

"You helped me again." Dantès said softly.