Second marriage husband is not reserved

Old Como's face was very ugly.

"Damn it, does he think I have only one son, so he can rest easy?"

The old housekeeper quickly hammered his head and looked at his toes without saying more.

What can he say?

You can't persuade your boss to stop carrying it. Just follow the posture of the Cosimo family and quickly find more lovers and give birth to more heirs?

Old Como has deep affection for his wife.

The lack of offspring is also one of the reasons for the decline of the Como family.

After all, three generations of single transmission or something.

"Go and shout him to me. Even if I can't move in bed now, I have to put on my clothes and roll over."

Old Como was obviously in a hurry.

The old housekeeper quickly patted him on the back and comforted him: "OK, sir, I'll go and call the young master to get up now. Don't be angry. I'll let them give you a glass of milk and feel comfortable."

"What kind of milk do you want? I want tea and herbal tea from the port city. I have to go to the fire in my heart."

Old Como studied in Hong Kong City when he was young.

At that time, the port city did not belong to China, but also to the corrupt country. At that time, the Como family was a little better than now, so it was a simple thing for him to study abroad at that time. Therefore, he still knew the unique herbal tea of the port city.

Although it's bitter, sometimes you get angry and angry. Drinking a cup will definitely have a powerful effect.

"Yes, sir. Just a moment, please."

The old housekeeper smiled and turned down to prepare herbal tea for his master.

Oh, it makes him laugh every time he sees his master's angry and helpless face.

After about half an hour.

Finally, footsteps came upstairs.

Old Como forced himself to endure the impulse to turn back and waited for the humanitarian to come by his side.

"Dad."

Soon, the sound began to ring around.

His voice was lazy. He didn't wake up when he heard it.

The old old Merton, who had just drunk the cold tea, was in a fury of anger and turned his head over to his head. He saw his son standing behind his face in his pajamas and saw him turn around and yawn awesome.

Suddenly, the anger at the bottom of my heart ran up.

A hard slap was thrown on his head: "if you don't get up and change my clothes, do you believe it or not? If you do this again, I'll get you another low to inherit the family business."

Ivan was stunned.

She really woke up. She couldn't believe it and stared at her own father.

"What have I done, you will deprive me of my inheritance?"

"You don't work hard all day. If you do this again, I won't indulge you any more."

Ivan's face was very ugly.

"Do you already have another son outside?"

Old Como's face was embarrassed for a moment.

Another slap on the back of his head: "get out of here."

Ivan blinked.

He grabbed his father's wrist and said, "Dad, Dad, did you really give birth to a brother for me outside? Or several?"

"If you continue like this, I don't promise to have more children."

Old Como shook off his hand and pointed to the stairs: "now, go upstairs, change your clothes, come down and get ready to meet your guests."

Ivan looked at his own father.

Then he turned around and climbed up the stairs quickly, until he reached the room. He still stood there with an unstable heartbeat and patted his chest.

Crooked head.

So, did his father give him a brother?

After thinking for a while, I couldn't see anything special from my father's face just now.

Just shake your head and simply change your clothes.

It's about ten o'clock.

Several cars finally appeared at the door of Como manor.

That's a team.

From a distance, the same black luxury car is coming straight and magnificent.

The two cars in front opened the road. The family emblem of the Como family hung on the front of the car. All the way, this family emblem represents the highest respect of the Como family.

The moment I saw the car, the iron door opened slowly.

"Is that... The Cosimo family?"

Ivan looked blankly at the magnificent team.

In Milan, the Como family is not small.

This is not Sicily, which is rich in black hands, but Milan, the fashion capital.

There will be families here for fun, but few people really regard this place as the base camp, and the Como family regards this place as one of the base camps, which also leads to Ivan's more breath of artists and less killing as the heir of the family.

At this moment, the sudden appearance of such a team shocked Ivan's heart.

"Ivan, look carefully. Dad is old. It's up to you to deal with these people in the future. This is not the first heir in order, but the youngest son. Take a good look at the gap between you and others."

Old Como coldly threw down a word and raised his feet to meet him.

The housekeeper was very fast. He appeared at the door of the car in the middle and respectfully opened the door.

I saw a big long leg suddenly stretched out from inside.

Shiny leather shoes are spotless.

Then Ivan saw a tall man with black hair and blue eyes coming out. He looked indifferent. His suit was a three-piece suit made of high-grade customization. Wearing it on him, it was a little less, not only Italian poetry, but also abstinence as an English aristocrat, as well as the unique elegance of France.

His green pupils swept over him at random.

Ivan just felt like he was suddenly soaked in ice water.

That taste.

It's hard for him to see.

Then he saw the man turn back, his face melting like ice and snow.

A white and small hand stretched out from inside and just landed in the palm of the man's hand.

The slender fingertips and the man's slightly coarse fingers match Chen Hui.

Then, a small and beautiful woman with black hair and black rock came out of it.

The long black curly hair like seaweed was scattered at will, except for two diamond hair ornaments clamped on the ear.

The white one-piece chiffon skirt fluttered gently with the breeze at the moment of getting off the bus. The diamond inlaid high-heeled shoes made the woman's ankles look very beautiful. She raised her eyes and smiled gently at the man.

The man's green eyes were filled with tenderness in an instant.

That is&

The youngest son of the Cosimo family, Charles?

"Ivan."

Old Como shouted angrily.

Ivan suddenly recovered, quickly covered up his general cough, trotted up and stood behind his father, and introduced himself somewhat cramped: "Mr. Cosimo, Mrs. Cosimo, you... Hello, I'm Ivan, Ivan Como."

"Hello, Mr. Como."

Charles's voice was slightly cold.

With lofty pride.

Linman looked much more gentle. She smiled at Ivan: "Hello, I'm Euphyllia."

"Yes, you... Hello."

Ivan's eyes were twinkled by the gentle smile, and his cheeks were crimson: "I mean, you're so beautiful."

"Thank you."

No woman doesn't like to be praised for her appearance.

Linman smiled and bent his eyes.

Ivan was shocked by such a gentle smile, so dizzy followed his father and welcomed the two people in.

The party didn't find it at all, in the trees not far away.

Two women were looking at the situation from a distance through the gap between the trees.

Amy clutched the branch hard and kept suppressing her anger.

Ah Qing leaned lazily against the tree trunk, yawned and asked carelessly, "see? If you see, let's go back first. The stables haven't been cleaned yet."

"Well..."

Amy answered.

But his face was very ugly. Soon, they went out of the woods and returned to the middle of the stable.

Amy took a broom and swept the horse dung on the ground. She looked calm as if she didn't smell the peculiar smell.

But if you look at her eyes, you can see that her absent-minded appearance, especially the horse dung on the ground, not only didn't sweep one place, but looked more chaotic.

Ah Qing took the horse to the slightly cleaner stable next door. When she came back, she saw the horse dung in a mess. She immediately screamed, "my God, Amy, what are you doing?"

Amy suddenly recovered.

I couldn't help screaming, "God, what have I done?"

"What's the matter with you? You've been absent-minded since the beginning."

Ah Qing sighed helplessly and came in from the outside with a broom.

When Amy heard the speech, her body was stiff and she closed her lips.

"Come on, what did you just see?"

"I..."

Ah Qing walked up to Amy with her hands around her chest and asked faintly.

"I... Saw Liman. It's... My good friend."

"Is that as like as two peas?"

Amy's face became more pale.

She doesn't know what to say.

Her intuition was that the woman was Liman, but everyone told him it was not Liman, it was Cosimo's fiancee.

But... If she's really not Liman.

Why did you send her to Italy when you promised to let her go?

Don't you want to shut up because you know linman's news?

And if it's really lynman.

Why is her eyes so strange when she sees her?

How could you not know her?

Did Liman lose his memory?

How can it be? It's all from the bridge in the TV series.

Is it really her fault?

Amy smiled bitterly, unaware that she had just been infinitely close to the truth.

"I think that's my friend."

"OK, as you said, if she is really your good friend, why don't she recognize you and save you?"

Ah Qing just thinks Amy is too naive.

What a coincidence in the world.

"Ah Qing, you said, is there any way in the world to make people forget their previous memories?"

Amy lowered her head and swept away the trouble seriously.

Then he asked faintly.

Ah Qing didn't answer immediately, but followed Amy and swept the horse dung.

The smell made ah Qing's face a little white. After all, it was really smelly, but she was still thinking carefully.

"If you have to say..."

After a long silence, ah Qing seemed to have organized her language and slowly opened her mouth: "hypnosis."

She looked at Amy firmly: "if you are a great hypnotist, you may hypnotize people when they are weak and make people completely forget some things, but you know, few people will do such things."

"Then you say... Cosimo... Will there be such a hypnotist?"

A Qing: "

She was stunned. It's hard to say. After all, although the Cosimo family is trying to wash white, it's still very dark in private.