hello mr darcy

"Sir, I have asked that woman to sign the contract according to what you said." The man bowed his waist half-bowed, extremely humble, "Then you..."

The person behind the desk nodded: "You are doing very well, sir."

The light flickered, and if Lydia saw it at this time, she would know that the person under the shadow of the light was the factory owner she had suspected before.

"Then, those usury loans I owe you?" Two or three creases appeared in the corners of the factory owner's eyes, looking expectant.

The man's face gradually turned cold when he looked at the terms of the contract.

He suddenly looked up: "Who told you to change the contract!"

"Change the contract?" The factory owner trembled, "I, I didn't change anything!"

He didn't want the people in front of him to know that he was greedy for the benefits of those orders.Although in the eyes of the people in front of him, I'm afraid it's just a petty profit, but it can make him buy two more wardrobes for his golden house!

The man threw the contract onto the factory owner's face in one breath, and the edge of the paper was too sharp, drawing two bloodstains on his plump face.

The factory owner looked surprised: "What's the matter?"

He covered his painful face, unable to react at all: "It just made me get more, and it doesn't affect you at all!"

The corner of the man's mouth was a bit cold: Yes, it doesn't matter!

How could it have no effect?

His idea was to let that person directly owe him the usury.When the time comes, isn't it a matter of getting the embroidery skills from her hand?

But... He looked at this greedy but incompetent man in front of him, and he almost went crazy with anger.This Lydia didn't give him any benefits, she clearly used petty profits to throw back her own plot.

Even, this one was used to change the contracts and the hearts of the people in the factory!

The most frightening thing was that he was so confident that he sent a letter to that woman without even reading the signed contract.

Thinking of the precise words in his letter, the man almost lost his face.

This is simply the first time he has stumbled since he was in business.The man who was burning with anger couldn't calm the heat in his chest at all.

"Sir, what about my usury?" The factory owner reminded in a low voice.

He turned his head and smiled contemptuously: "Of course you have to pay for it yourself..."

The factory owner's eyes widened in an instant: "What? Sir, isn't this what we have agreed on a long time ago? I will sign a contract with her as you said. Is the money I owe a one-off purchase?"

I still can't react until now, it's really stupid.

"Yes, if you don't change the contract." The man waved his hand and asked the people next to him to come over, "Take him out and sell him to the south as a slave!"

"What?" The factory owner struggled instantly, "No, you can't do this."

The man waved his hand to make his subordinates move faster: "If you don't change the contract, that's true. Someone will bear the usury for you. It's a pity..."

The latter words, the poor Mr. Factory Owner has completely lost hearing.

……

The journey back to Longbourne was not too far away, it took half a day in a bumpy carriage.

If Lydia were to ride a horse, it would probably be faster.

"Fortunately, we came back quickly enough, otherwise it would be a pity to miss Jane's wedding preparations." Lydia looked at the approaching Netherfield Gardens and said to Mr. Darcy with a smile.

Darcy looked at his friend who was standing beside his fiancée not far away, and couldn't help but smile a little: "Yes, that would be a pity."

Lydia turned her head, looked at Darcy's smile, and nodded in agreement.

"Lydia!" Jane quickly walked up to the carriage.He hugged Lydia who had just stepped down, and hugged her tightly, which shocked Lydia.

"What's the matter?" Lydia looked puzzled, and turned her head to look at Darcy, also with a dazed look on her face.

Don't ask Lydia how to see a bit of bewilderment from the plainness on Darcy's face.Perhaps after walking together for a few days like this, Lydia finally understood a truth.

Even a handsome guy with facial paralysis can have rich expressions.It depends on whether others can observe...

Before Jane could answer, Mr. Bingley said eagerly: "We just received a letter this morning, and the content made us all feel extremely worried."

"And fright!" Jane added, her beautiful eyes blinked, full of worry.He kept looking up and down at his younger sister, as if he was afraid that something was wrong with her.

Lydia rolled her eyes and found an extremely absurd guess in her heart, but she shattered it before it took shape.

Maybe... that person is not so stupid, is he?

Lydia narrowed her eyes and asked, "What happened? Jane, tell me!"

Jane sighed, and pulled Lydia into the room first.The two gentlemen who were left in place could only look at each other with a smile, shook their heads, and walked in with their own doting expressions on their faces.

"What happened, Bentley?" Darcy asked in a low voice.

Bingley's shining blue eyes blinked before he replied with some trepidation: "I heard that it seems to be related to the fact that you went to buy a factory with Lydia this time."

Bingley looked at the girls not far away, then turned his head and lowered his voice: "Did you owe some debt?"

Darcy narrowed his eyes, lowered his eyes, and smiled after a while: "No."

He shook his head helplessly, and when he looked up at Lydia, there was a bit of pride in his eyes.

Bentley was still a little worried, but when he looked up, he saw the affectionate eyes of his friend. Looking in his direction, Bentley felt that he had been hit by an arrow in his knee.

This kind of injury can only be healed by my own Jane's gentle smile.

After listening to Jane's report, Lydia took the letter in disbelief, and read it up and down.Only then did he finally have to admit that this opponent, whom he had never met, was probably extremely confident.

Looking at the lines in this letter, he probably sent it without reading the contract...

Lydia shook her head and smiled, but some indescribable worries also surged up in her heart: to be so confident, I am afraid that the cards in her hands are usually very rich.

This time, I was somewhat forced to venture forward.

Lydia sighed, looking a little helpless.

This unconscious shaking of the head made Jane even more worried.She suddenly turned around in a circle in a panic, her body trembling a little.

"Oh my god, what can I do about this?" Jane's voice trembled a little, "No, I have to tell Bingley quickly to get the property back..."

As soon as Lydia looked up, she saw that her sister was about to proceed with how to help her repay the loan.From the bottom of her heart, she couldn't help but feel warmth, spreading all over her body like a heat wave, making the corners of her mouth and eyes burst into a smile.

"Jenny, don't worry!" Lydia smiled and hugged Jane, held her hands and kissed, "Don't worry, Jenny! I didn't get into such trouble."

Jane looked up, with disbelief on her face: "Lydia, you have to trust me and tell the truth! Not only are you worried about me and Bingley, I can't watch my little sister go to prison."

The family's unconditional protection made Lydia's eyes a little sour.This burst of tears made Lydia turn her head away very quickly, and even raised her head slightly, trying to turn the tears that were about to spill back into her eyes.

After a while, she finally calmed down.

Lydia smiled and replied: "Of course not, Jane! Do you want to believe me, or the unknown stranger in this letter?"

Jane blinked, and asked with some hope: "Really, is there no debt?"

Lydia didn't speak, just shook her head with a smile.With a smile in his eyes, he looked straight at Jane.

Jane let out a long breath of relief, her whole body relaxed and her body softened.It was as if the heavy burden and worry that had been weighed down before had finally been let go.

Lydia smiled and kissed her sister's cheek: "But, Jane, you are willing to do so much for me, I am really touched."

Jane felt a little embarrassed, her eyes averted a little.

After listening to Bentley's story, Darcy came over immediately when he saw that the conversation on this side was finally over.

God knows, when he saw Lydia kissing Jane's cheek, he felt a bit of envy and sourness in his heart.This made him admonish himself a little bit in his heart: Darcy, you are going too far.That's her sister...

Then, it's useless.

"How are you preparing for your wedding now?" Darcy asked.

Jane, who was finally relieved, was in the mood to talk about her upcoming wonderful wedding.

Bingley replied with a smile: "Jenny and I have already ordered the dishes and attire, and the wedding attire is also ready."

Lydia turned her head and looked at Jane.

Jane nodded with a smile: “Yes, the only one waiting now…”

"It's time." Lydia joked with a smile.

There were two blushes on Jane's cheeks, which made the eyes of Mr. Bingley, who was already looking at her, even more radiant.

"It seems that there is nothing I can help with?" Lydia raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Jane rolled her eyes before she said slyly, "Actually, there is one more thing."

She leaned close to Lydia's ear and whispered, "Katie is making a fuss and insists on bringing Mr. Wickham to the wedding..."