hello mr darcy

The moment he heard the man's voice, Wickham's legs were already so frightened that he didn't have the slightest intention of resisting.

"I... I was originally rich." He said with a trembling voice, pointing to the direction not far away, "I just met a group of robbers and was robbed by them."

"Oh, is that so?" The man smiled and took out a knife, and very slowly pressed the back of the knife against Wickham's neck.

It was obviously not gentle, but it made Wickham tremble all over in fright, and he almost closed his eyes in fear.

"Do you think I'll help you get back the money you stole?" The man raised his eyebrows, "Black... eat... black?"

It was clearly a pleasant magnetic sound, but Wickham couldn't hear half of it clearly.On the contrary, it was his own heartbeat, thumping, faster and louder.

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry. Don't suffocate yourself." The man smiled and tapped Wickham's head, not weakly, "At that time, what should I do with these debts? I recently, but waited You guys are in arrears. Life is not easy..."

Recently, the city's textile industry has changed a lot.

First of all, the factory, which started from nowhere, was able to grab a lot of sales at a price that was 20.00% lower than the market price.

Many people think that it is vicious competition, and it is estimated that such a price cannot last for a long time, and it will go bankrupt by itself.

When the number is small, no one really takes such behavior seriously.After all, because of the mounting debts, even the factory was sold at half price!

Not to mention some gauze.

However, everyone waited for a long time, and waited for a long time.

The shipment volume of this factory has not weakened in the slightest.On the contrary, it got bigger and bigger.

"Go and find out who this is!" The first person who couldn't sit still gave an order.

It's night, Pemberley.

Bentley and his party rested in the guest room early.Georgiana also fell asleep early because of the busy day.

In the huge castle, apart from the lights in the corridor, only one room was brightly lit.

"They're all checking you, Lydia." Darcy looked at the letter in his hand, turned his head, and said to the girl.

Lydia nodded nonchalantly: "Yes, it would be too surprising if they didn't respond again."

She clicked on the envelope on the table, her white and slender fingers scratched the name on that envelope.

"If they don't come again, I will drop the price one more time." Lydia raised her eyebrows, "Now we can finally proceed to the next step."

"Reduce it again?" Darcy said with a smile, "A drop of 20.00% is enough for those people to cut their flesh. If they know that your cost is less than [-]% of the previous cost, wouldn't they be vomiting blood?"

This is the power of technological innovation.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even Mr. Darcy, who had great ideas about this new type of machine, would not be able to imagine such a huge utility at all.

The cost will be [-]% of the original, what a huge profit margin!

"I thought they didn't respond a few days ago, but they are really rich and powerful, and they don't care about such small households." Lydia joked, picked up a quill, and Shi Shiran sucked the ink.

Darcy came over and stood behind her: "Then, dear Lydia. What is your next step, how much surprise are you planning to give these people?"

"Dear Mr. Darcy..." Lydia smiled and elongated her tone, "It's not a surprise, but it can surprise them a little bit."

Before, I told Smith that they used the best machines to thread and sew.It's time to take out the huge screen that was created.

"Sell it to Mr. Brown! He has been waiting for a long time." Lydia said, "That huge screen should also find a good place to shine."

"Brown? The one who bought your embroidered book?" Darcy frowned and thought for a while before he found such a character in his mind.

Lydia took more ink, wrote the address, and sealed the envelope with wax.

Turning his head, he nodded at Darcy: "Yes, thinking about it this way, almost a year has passed."

What could be more eye-catching than appearing at the earl's banquet again?

"Speaking of which, how did you come up with these tricks? Some of them are simply amazing." Darcy picked up the sachet that Lydia put beside her and looked at it carefully.

Lydia, who felt that she had nowhere to start, her eyes lit up when she heard this sentence.He just took Mr. Darcy's hand and rubbed it fiercely.

"This is really great! Darcy!" Lydia was overjoyed and did not hide her excitement at all. "This is simply a great way!"

Darcy probably couldn't even listen to what Lydia had just said.At this moment, all his thoughts were on the hands that had just been rubbed by the girl.

Poor him, he felt a burst of warmth with fire-like heat rushing straight up his arms, menacing.It's like, ready to find a place in the head to break through!

"Ahem." He cleared his throat, looking strong and calm.He coughed twice in an extremely concealed manner before calming down the turbulent waves in his eyes.

"What are you going to do next?" he asked.

Lydia has already written many lines smoothly, but she replied without any interference: "I want to tell Ben, let him find some ordinary people, those who need help. Can be more Find more poor girls."

"And then?" Darcy asked.

Lydia stopped writing, turned her head to look at the man standing beside her, and said word by word, "Help them."

Yes, help them.

This is something that has been on Lydia's mind since she started the factory.

She didn't want to be bound by marriage, she wanted to break free.Even with hundreds of years of advanced thinking and education, it is so difficult to do.Well, for the girls of my own age.Lydia thought it was her responsibility to help them.

Lydia explains, "They can add to my design career."

The postman left with a full load of letters.

Watching a winding path disappear into the end of the field of vision, Lydia's face did not show the slightest sleepiness or exhaustion after staying up all night.

On the contrary, it is extremely excited bright red.

"Mr. Darcy, let's take a look!" Lydia looked up at the rising sun, "This is what I have always wanted to do."

Darcy didn't speak, but quietly picked up a cloak and gently put it on for the girl.

The man's breath was just behind Lydia's ear, gently blowing the broken hair next to her ear.It made her neck itchy, and that itch, with the warmth of the sunrise, swirled and invaded her skin, as if it wanted to wrap her heart.

"Whatever you want to do..."

Darcy's unfinished words continued in their hearts, "I will always support you."

This kind of understanding, Lydia expected but was overjoyed.

She couldn't help turning around again, and lightly leaned her head on Darcy's shoulder, rubbing against it as if she was nostalgic.

"Thank you, Fitzwilliam," she said.

Darcy tentatively raised his hand.At an extremely slow speed, it landed gently behind Lydia's head.

One inch, another inch.

His hand finally touched the girl's beautiful hair, the silky and slightly warm touch made this man who already had his own heart intoxicated.

After a while, he asked with a smile on his lips: "I can understand that you are willing to agree to this poor man's request. Will you become a Darcy?"

Lydia still leaned on Darcy's shoulder, but smiled involuntarily.

She nodded very slowly: "Of course, my Mr. Darcy."

The moment your wish comes true, how ecstatic it should be.To shout a few times or whip the horse, how to do it to spread the joy that is getting more and more excited in the heart to the world?

However, Darcy just hugged his girl more tenderly.

His Lydia.

"I love you," he said.

Lydia pursed her lips and raised her head slightly from his embrace.The chin is still resting on the man's chest, which is a gesture of extreme attachment and infinite trust.

"I love you, Mr. Darcy."

At this moment, there is no more warm scene.Thinking of this, Darcy felt that if he could die at this moment, he would be extremely happy.

"My Mrs. Darcy." As he just said this, he felt that the words between his articulate words were like honey, so sweet that his eyes were full of smiles, which was hard to hide.

On the other hand, Lydia blinked her eyes playfully, and lightly placed a white finger between his lips, covering up his unfinished words.

"No, don't rush to say that yet." She smiled.

Darcy wondered: "Why?"

Facing Mr. Darcy's aggrieved gaze, Lydia tilted her head and whetted her appetite.He didn't continue until he saw that the man was about to become really anxious.

"You still have to ask my father."

She is simply too naughty girl.Like a demon that has captured his heart!

Mr. Darcy couldn't help saying this to himself in his heart.

"Of course." He nodded, "This is necessary."

The two who were immersed in love did not notice that the figure at the corner was tightly covering their mouths, their eyes were full of surprise and anger.

"Darcy, you want to be engaged to that Bennet?" Caroline's face was almost distorted.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Lydia: There's another guy around the corner.

Elizabeth, who had been forgotten for a long time, nodded: Yes, yes, I heard the news in the bushes around the corner last time!

pudding:……

Lydia: Darcy, we should rework Pemberley to deal with this corner.

Darcy: Of course, it's all up to you.

pudding:……