My years as a menswear boss

"You are beautiful too, Mrs. Hilda." Jiqiu moved his eyes away and looked out of the window. There was a large grass field outside, and jumping out of the window was a living target.

"So, Mr. Hyde, when you encounter beautiful things, do you protect them or destroy them?"

Mrs. Hilda spun around on the sofa, fingering her scarlet-painted nails.

Jiqiu retracted the realization and looked at Mrs. Hilda on the sofa, "We have to see if she is poisonous, madam. Not everything that is beautiful is harmless."

"Even if she's just protecting herself?" Mrs. Hilda's light brown eyes were smiling, and she nodded her lips, "You know, beautiful things are usually fragile, just like the crystals in the window fragile."

"But how can she ensure that everything she does is for self-protection and will not affect the innocent."

Jiqiu rubbed her toes against the woven carpet under her feet, and patrolled the living room freely.

"Mr. Hyde, the laws of England are only in the hands of a small group of people." Mrs. Hilda poured a cup of black tea for herself, "and that small group of people does not include women."

"I don't deny this." Jiqiu walked to an antique table with three books stacked on it. She picked up the first book, which was "The Origin of Society". Evolution of society to patrilineal society.

"May I ask you a question, Mr. Hyde?" Mrs. Hilda put down the black tea in her hand and continued after seeing Jiqiu nodded, "Suppose you are a woman and your husband is an extremely irresponsible prodigal son, He concealed that he had a son before marriage, and let his lover and illegitimate child enter the house after marriage.

Until one day, the husband's lover fancied that his son would inherit the property and conspired with others to kill his five-month-old child, so what would you do? "

'The first half is simply Edward Hyde. '

'Fortunately, he is just a nobleman with an empty title and manor. '

Jiqiu thought about the situation in her original body. Elvis survived until her arrival, thanks to Angelica. She put down "The Origin of Society" in her hand and picked up the next one, "If I were that woman If I know what my husband has done, I will keep my composure and continue to behave like a good wife and mother on the surface. In private, I will find a trusted person to partner with and lead him into gambling. After a while, he If you don’t have much money left in your hand, then you won’t be able to continue to support your lover.”

"Is that all?" Mrs. Hilda frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the answer.

Jiqiu looked at the book in his hand, and it turned out to be the book "Bella and Her Seven Lovers" written by her classmate. She flipped through a few pages and put it on "The Origin of Society", and then continued to talk about her plan. "Of course not, at this time I will go to Whitechapel to find a beautiful prostitute, and she will bring me something small.

... er, husband?In the end I just had to watch him rot on the bed bit by bit.In the days that followed, I took the legacy he left behind to raise a handsome and caring lover. "

After she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at Mrs. Hilda in the room, and Nancy who was standing at the door with a tray at some point, with indescribable expressions.

Jiqiu shrugged helplessly, picked up the bottom of the three books, "I'm just joking, I mean to live the rest of my life according to my comfortable life."

It took a long time for Mrs. Hilda to regain her lost voice. She looked at the book in Jiqiu's hand and changed the subject, "Does Mr. Hyde also like detective novels?"

Jiqiu thought for a moment, the topic has changed too strangely, "Detective novel?"

"It's the one in your hand. I like the main character in it very much." Mrs. Hilda took a sip from her teacup.

Only then did Jiqiu lower his head and glance at the title of the novel, "Sigrid Gary", and put it back in its original place with a cold face, "I don't really like detective novels."

"Mr. Hyde, it's getting late now, do you need to have dinner here?" Nancy asked as she put down the tray in her hand.

Although it is asking whether to stay for dinner, it is actually more like an order to evict the guests. If you really want to keep the guests in your heart, you will automatically prepare dinner for the guests.

'can I go now? '

Jiqiu was a little surprised, she never thought that she would let her go so easily, and quickly responded, "Then please allow me to say goodbye, the friends at Darcy Manor must be waiting for me to have dinner together."

"Nancy, go and see Mr. Hyde." Mrs. Hilda lowered her eyes and picked up a cookie on the plate and put it into her mouth.

"Yes." Nancy obediently agreed.

Jiqiu followed Nancy as she had when she arrived, but at this time there were many active servants in the castle, Qiqi lifted her skirts and bent her knees when passing by those people.Only then did she notice that all the servants were women, without exception.

'It felt like entering a pansi hole. '

"Just send it here, Miss Nancy." Jiqiu raised her hand to stop the beautiful maid from continuing to send it forward, and she raised her hat, "Thank you Mrs. Hilda for letting me have a Delicious afternoon tea time."

"I'll tell Madam." Nancy rolled her eyes.

After seeing Jiqiu's figure disappearing into the grove, Nancy turned around and went to the living room, and relayed exactly what Jiqiu had just said to Mrs. Hilda.

"I forgot I had invited him to tea," said Mrs. Hilda. "Mr. Hyde hasn't had a cup of tea or a cake."

"Ma'am, are you okay?" She looked at her bright mistress worriedly.

Mrs. Hilda was standing in front of the antique table where Jiqiu had been staying just now, holding a book in her hand, which was the "Sigrid Gary" that Jiqiu had just taken, "I'm fine, He didn't see it, thank God for it."

She opened the book, and there was a hole in the book block, and there was a wooden box for women's self-defense inside.

"Then you can't hurt yourself." Nancy took Mrs. Hilda's hand and looked at the imprint in the shape of several months' teeth that had been pinched out on the palm of her hand. "Why did you let Mr. Hyde go?"

"Let it go? I never thought of killing him from the beginning to the end." Mrs. Hilda smiled with the corners of her lips curled up. She put down the book in her hand and lifted the hem of her skirt. Her thighs were tied with a brown leather belt. A flintlock, "I just want to protect myself, and I never want to hurt innocent people."

"Ma'am." Nancy squeezed her hand tightly.

"Besides, I killed Elvis Hyde, and there will be one more sad girl in the world." Mrs. Hilda covered her red lips and smiled lightly.

Nancy's face turned red all of a sudden, and she stammered to retort, "No way!"

Jiqiu walked to the woods, and a black shadow jumped down from the tree.

"Sir, are you okay?" Barton's face was relaxed, his hair was messed up like a bird's nest.

"I'm fine, you've worked hard." Jiqiu looked up at Barton's hair, "Why is your hair so messy?"

"A magpie has made a nest on my head all day." Barton said with a frown, and he flicked the bird droppings on his shoulder.

"Pfft—" Jiqiu couldn't help laughing, "Barton, you are really interesting. I think the magpie will be very sad to find that its nest is gone when it comes back."

"If you stay a little later, it will be able to lay eggs." Barton squeezed out a sentence from his mouth. He dutifully asked about the business, "What did Mrs. Hilda talk to you about during tea time?"

"She seems to know that I have been sabotaging her plan, and she should have been staring at me for a long time."

Jiqiu withdrew her cynical expression, and thought calmly, "I didn't talk about anything else, I just told my personal experience, and asked me what I would do in that situation."

"What's the point of not talking?!" Barton looked at his boss's calm expression in disbelief.

"Actually, I more or less guessed that the death of her first husband was not an accident, but I didn't know that much in detail."

Jiqiu waved her hand, "Mrs. Hilda is really a misfit. She originally thought that her second husband was her salvation, but she is actually the same as her first husband."

"Then how did you answer?" Barton asked softly, "It means how would you do that question."

"I said I would try my best to infect him with Naples disease and rot on the bed." Jiqiu replied.

"You are really so wise!" Barton's habit of boasting is not like an Englishman, but like a sweet-talking Frenchman.

"Otherwise, if you simply push him down the stairs, if you don't fall to your death, you will face murder charges. I don't know whether to say that they are lucky, or that scumbag is too unlucky. He rolled down from the second floor and hit his head and died on the spot. " Jiqiu walked to Darcy Manor.

"I think they have calculated everything, including the knocked down porcelain, the position should be specially adjusted.

Because according to my investigation information, the one-person tall vase was shipped from the East just a week before the death of Mrs. Hilda's first husband. "Patton said.

Jiqiu looked at him in surprise, "You also checked this matter when you were investigating Viscountess Carnarvon? This is a good habit."

"I thought you would say I wasted my time." Barton said shyly.

"Why, after investigating the information the boss wants, my subordinates spend their spare time investigating matters related to the case. There must be no boss who doesn't like such active subordinates."

Jiqiu stretched out his arms and patted him on the shoulder, "You are the most capable subordinate I have ever seen."

'Of course I have only had one subordinate like you in my three lifetimes. '

'Isabel's non-human doesn't count. '

Barton was very happy when he heard it, "Really?! I will work harder!"

"Uh, a proper rest is also possible." Jiqiu scratched his forehead, "I have asked Mrs. Reynolds to prepare a room for you, and you can go back to the manor to rest."