Second marriage husband is not reserved

"This is really not a satisfactory answer. To tell the truth, I really hope you just come to see my jokes." although Doyle didn't grow up with Cosimo, his teachers are famous Italian scholars, so he is still too good compared with others.

"I'm not that kind of person with bad taste."

Charles shrugged his shoulders, walked to him, picked up the red wine bottle on the tea table next to him, frowned slightly: "Raffi in 1982? Really Raffi?"

"Who knows? To be honest, I can't drink it in 1982 or 1983. What's the difference?" Doyle began to carefully depict a sunflower on the blank canvas. He hung his head slightly under the red sunset.

"That's a pity. Brother has a lot of research on red wine. Maybe you can learn from him in the next day."

This time, big brother Fisman also fell from heaven to hell, because he actually developed his power outside behind his family. Compared with Connor's seemingly ethereal betrayal, this is a real hammer.

"I'll follow your advice."

"HMM."

Charles narrowed his eyes and turned to sit on the sofa.

He looked very lazy, as if this was his home, not Doyle's home.

Doyle painted the oil paint on the canvas one by one. However, his heart was still confused. A sunflower was finally completely destroyed when it was not painted well. On the canvas, the painting was particularly abrupt. Even Charles, who had no artistic cells, could see that the painting was destroyed.

Doyle dropped his pen.

Picked up the wet towel next to me and wiped some dirty fingers.

Turn around and pick up the bottle: "have a drink?"

"No."

Charles yawned and a tear came from the corner of his eye: "I don't like drinking very much."

"All right." Doyle didn't think so. He poured himself a glass of wine, took two drinks, and sat down opposite Charles. "Say, what's the matter with coming to me today? It's hard to come true. Just come and see if I, a loser, live like a lost dog?"

At this point, the smile on his face is somewhat ironic.

"That's not true. Where's Lizzie?"

Lizzie is the mistress who betrayed Connor. It is because of her that Connor has the chance to be killed by Doyle's people.

Doyle's face stiffened and lowered his eyelids: "her intelligence is wrong. Naturally, it's waiting to be dealt with."

Obviously, they were still rolling together in love, but this time, Doyle was more ruthless than anyone.

"Connor is dead. I'll send Lizzie down to confess to Connor."

Charles is upright, elegant like a black panther in the dark night. Although he lies lazily, he is always waiting for the battle. He lightly determines a person's life and death. This is the real Charles.

Doyle's hand paused. "Connor's dead?"

"Well, dead."

Doyle looked carefully at his brother's eyebrows.

He had looked at this face many times with envy and jealousy, but he had never looked so carefully as now.

Delicate and beautiful face, high expression and cold and ruthless eyes combine to form this momentum with complex temperament.

He suddenly smiled: "I just found out why you are the only one among us who is loved by my father."

"Why?" Charles looked at him curiously. "I've been really curious about this problem for a long time. Although my father said he loved my mother deeply, I know it's not like this. My father has no feelings for my mother."

After all, this man only appeared twice from pregnancy to birth.

Doyle was a little unnatural by his innocent eyes. He didn't even know whether Charles was really curious or just to humiliate him.

"Nothing."

Doyle was a little unnatural with such eyes.

Turned his head and coughed gently.

"Does Lizzie taste good?"

Charles still smiled gently, just like the ordinary students in the most ordinary university dormitory who inquired about each other's emotional life when they had a bed talk in the evening.

Doyle's eyes suddenly cooled down.

I don't know what I thought, but I actually raised my lips badly: "not bad."

The smile on Charles's face suddenly disappeared.

He stood up, moved his neck, made a few joint clicks, and looked down at Doyle's face. It was this man who killed Connor step by step.

"I won't forgive you."

"I know."

"Doyle, don't you have anything to say except these?"

"Yes." the smile on Doyle's face gradually disappeared. He stood up. He was a little taller than Charles, but he was a little thin. About the previous accident, his body looked weak, and his voice was clear: "Charles, I'm jealous of you."

Charles looked up slightly. "You've always been jealous of me."

"Yes, we have always been very strange. Why does Dad stay with you? Why does Dad only like your son? If he doesn't like us, he can't give birth to us. Dad loves you until you are born, and no other son is born. He is still in his prime of life and no child is born. We can't think of any other reason except because of you."

"About... Dad likes me."

Charles's lips are small, and his bright red lips are beautiful and dangerous.

Doyle sighed.

Watching Charles Shiran turn and leave, disappeared at the door, and gradually disappeared with the sound of the car engine.

"Bang -"

The red wine cup in his hand couldn't help smashing out.

blamed.

…………

Luo Han is actually unwilling to stay in China for a long time.

Because all the memories left to him here are bad memories.

The eccentric and selfish parents, the strange and unrelated brothers, were all nightmares for him, but now he sat in front of President Huo, the country's invisible richest man, and personally signed his deed of sale.

But his master, for the first time, asked him to do so.

He didn't understand why Shifu insisted that he follow Huo Yunzheng, but he believed that Shifu must have his intention.

It must be for his good.

Just like when the couple came to him, master didn't agree with him to recognize them at that time. He had no parents since childhood. His desire for parents made him violate master's words for the first time. Later, it was proved that master was right. The couple made full use of him and almost destroyed him.

Now, master asked him for the second time.

He wants to follow Huo Yunzheng. He doesn't know why he asked, but he will listen to his master.

Because what master said is right.

After signing the deed of betrayal, Luo Han walks out of the office and faces Chen Yan.

"Wait for me at this place at five o'clock in the afternoon."

Chen Yan didn't say much nonsense. He took out a note from his pocket and gave it to him with an address on it.

Luo Han looked at the note with some doubts: "what are you doing here?"

"Training."

Chen Yanyi replied simply in horror, "ah Qing will follow you in the future. If you train well, you will be given a task."

Luo Han's breath was stifled. He remembered that he had not seen ah Qing since he came back that day.

Although he was only a mercenary partner who met by chance in Italy, he had a deep memory of the powerful woman with amnesia.

"Where has ah Qing been recently? I haven't seen her for days."

"She's doing recovery training."

Chen Yan said expressionless. Then he turned and left directly.

Chen Qing was the captain of the eight escort teams before she left, but it is impossible to return to her original position after she came back. No matter what caused her amnesia before, people who have left for many years can't convince the public even if they return to their original position now.

Not to mention, Chen Qing's former subordinates were almost handled after Chen Shuang took over.

Now Chen Qing is full of hatred and just wants to revenge Chen Shuang.

So Chen Qing volunteered to receive X-11 injection and has been doing recovery training.

Luo Han doesn't know the secret. He just thinks that ah Qing has returned to his original family and restored his memory, so he has begun to integrate into it. Thinking of this, Luo Han is somewhat lost, but also has some expectations.

I have already signed a contract and will be a Qing's colleague in the future.

And President Chen also said that he would let ah Qing act with him in the future. He and ah Qing would still be good partners in the future.

"I have something to do. Go to Zhou Tong first and ask him to arrange your course."

"Ah?"

Luo Han looked at Chen Yan in a muddle: "are there any courses?"

"Well, otherwise you think as long as you can fight?"

Chen Yan glanced at him lightly. Luo Han suddenly became stiff.

He went downstairs and found a young man named Zhou Tong, who looked like a college student. As soon as he saw him, he arranged a bunch of courses for him.

He is as sharp as an old pedant.

After Zhou Tong handed him the curriculum, he directly took out the paper box behind him and put it in front of him.

"Here are the books you need to read this month."

Luo Han looked at the book in the paper box.

I just feel numb in my back

I always feel like I've entered a great organization. I'm already excellent in other places. Suddenly, I seem to become incomparably... Ordinary.

Shivering, he picked up the carton and went downstairs.

On the way, he met Shi Shi Ran's master. He immediately looked bitter: "master, it's too abnormal here."

The old man's face is a little ugly.

I haven't seen you for a few days, but I look a little haggard.

"It's also for your own good, people. It's not a bad thing to learn more."