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The white castle manor is at the end of the endless dense forest.

The car drove very slowly, and the driver was wearing a semi-old tuxedo suit and swaying to the pastoral English song.

There are two women in the back seat. The one on the left is a little older and haggard between her eyebrows. She is wrapped in a peacock blue cashmere shawl and looks out of the window thoughtfully. Seeing the car drive into the smooth road in front of the gate of the castle, the towering door of the castle is getting closer and closer, and the young woman on the right has no expression.

The housekeeper handed a check to the older woman and bowed down to make a gesture. She glanced at the young woman who was still injured and crutched, and said in less fluent English, "Take me to say hello to Duke Zhelun."

At this time, in a bedroom of the ancient castle, a man with blue eyes and black hair looked at a family emblem with a leopard-shaped emblem in his hand for a moment. It was not until the housekeeper gently knocked on the door a few times before holding the family emblem in his hand and slowly came out with a leisurely and a little murderous step.

In the dark basement, the woman had taken off her clothes and stood quietly on the cold stone platform.

With a click, the door opened.

There was no light in the basement, only a faint candlelight above the stone platform, which trembled twice with the cool breeze brought in through the door.

After the tall man in black came in, he did not move. His blue eyes flashed in the dark, staring at the woman's bright and ** body.

With a "pop", the long black whip in her hand was thrown at the woman's feet, as if she was shocked. She jumped. Because her hands and feet were weak enough to stand straight, she knelt on the stone platform.

"Jack gave you a minor operation on your brain?" The voice was low, no anger could be heard, and the footsteps slowly approached.

The woman just said "um", and the next second she was pinched her chin with a strong hand. She forcibly pulled her face and looked at the man's face. Half of the bronze mask covered her face, and only the square chin and two neatly trimmed beards could be seen.

"Do you remember who I am?" The men's strength increased and almost crushed her chin. "Jack took over your work in China, but he cleared your memory and sent you back on his own initiative. I spent such a great price to discipline you, not to have your children in China!"

The man looked at the woman's pale face and let go of her hand. She lay there and gasped, and her eyes were cold.

"Why did the plan fail?" He left the woman and sat on the chair next to the table. "I need an explanation."

Duke Zhelun is not a patient person, but he rarely asks for an explanation.

"The night I got the evidence and was ready to come back, I was stared at by our adverts. The enemy of the enemy is a friend, so I made a deal with Shao Fengnian.

"The old fox's transfer has passed all the liquidity through our bank. You have a good time."

"I have never forgotten my identity. In the first few days, my memory was blank, and I slowly remembered it.

"Very good." Duke Zhelun wanted to ask something else, but the door of the basement suddenly opened.

The man in white who came in with a thick velvet blanket in his hand went straight forward and wrapped the woman in the velvet blanket, picked her up, frowned and said, "Zhe, it's not easy for her to come back. Why pursue it again?"

"Zimo, who allowed you to break into my forbidden place?"

"This is my disciple, and I take care of myself." The man in white looked cold, "She can still use it."

"Okay, then wait until you recover before punishing." Giving up the confrontation, Duke Zhelun watched the man in white Zimo leave with the woman in his arms. The candle burned out the last point, flashed a few times, slowly extinguished, and the whole basement fell into darkness. Darkness, loneliness, sinking, family hatred, Duke Zhelun sighed, indulged himself in the dark, and muttered to himself, "Love? Humph, ridiculous words."

The woman was already very weak. She stood on the cold stone platform for a long time, and her eyes had been dizzy for a long time. Now she is holding the neck of the man in white and refuses to let go, as if that is the warmest and safest place. Zimo smiled and looked at his most proud apprentice, "Ruochu... If life is just like the first time. Did you change your name for yourself?

"Teacher..." Originally, she thought she would be severely punished, but she was simply let go after a few simple questions. She has been stubborn since she was a child, but she couldn't stand the pain of parting and the long journey, and fell asleep.

Duke Zhelun's family failed during the period of fragmentation and war in China. The family moved to foreign countries to operate capital business, controlled and infiltrated the capital of the old country, and collected the fallen family orphans in the political system as domestic slaves, hoping to one day return to the old country and regain power.

When she woke up, a fat servant picked her up and fed her milk and pastries.

After recuperation for a few days, he still received ten whips in the basement as punishment.

Ruochu rubbed his sore back, but turned on the computer and began to watch Shao's funds posted. Duke Zhe Lun saw that she began to work as soon as she returned, and felt that it was indeed Ruochu's credit that one of the business giants in the dark of China had begun to cooperate with him, and it was rare that he was not as irritable as before.

Zimo is a leisurely person. Now when he sees that Ruochu is in good health, he often walks with her in the castle.

"Teacher, I'm going back to China in a few days." If you do the disciple's salute for the first time.

Zimo traveled around the world. As the head of the ancient inheritance system Kong Mingmen, he only accepted a few disciples. Now that he has heard the disciples' gossip, he couldn't help asking, "Yu sent me a letter a few days ago to tell me that he was married, but I am familiar with the woman's name. Is it a coincidence? "

"Teacher, this is a contest between me and Mo Yu. I just didn't expect him to be so cunning. Ruo Chu's talk to Zi Mo has always been casual, and Zi Mo laughed, "Disciples of the conspiracy world, cunning is originally nature."

"It's just that if you are obsessed with a lifetime, your life will never be half broken down. You are the one who has died once. Don't do anything stupid again.

"Yes, teacher." Ruochu's lips raised a smile and said to himself, "Su Su, wait for me to come back."

After reading the report, Duke Zhelun didn't say much.

As a head of the family, he is not such a generous person, but he also provides strong shelter and backing for the family slaves who work outside. The tall man wearing a mask elegantly clings to the red wine glass, sits behind the spacious dining table and said, "Are you leaving?"

"Hmm." Zi Mo cut the steak on the plate, replied, and then said, "How did you get through her?"

"The time is not yet, but capital control cannot be relaxed. She is the most familiar with the affairs in China.

"Zheng's family is defeated, and there are only two sisters and brothers left. Since they have defected, they should be kind to them." Zimo said lightly.

Duke Zhelun raised his eyes, and a trace of light flashed in his blue pupils.

Zimo seemed to think of some interesting person and said, "I accept apprentices, and I always only accept my spleen and stomach. There is a special one in China..."

Duke Zhelun said, "Is it useful?"

Zimo shook his head and said, "There is a great reputation in the industry, and it is hidden in the industry. Now she is in a semi-retired state in the territory of the seniors in the door. This time she can go back and have a look. As if he remembered something interesting, Zimo ignored Duke Zhelun's curious eyes and laughed loudly.

At this time, Mo Yuyu was accompanying Su Ling to get a desensitized injection in Zheng Langming's clinic. He only felt cold behind his back and sneezed. He didn't know what had happened.

Ruochu sat in the room, and the paper-cut in his hand had cut out a familiar outline. He recalled the first time he saw Su Ling.

All her life is dark and broken memories, the fire at home when she was young, the blood of her mother, and the softness of her younger brother in her hand. Reprimands, teachings, and the trials of life at the bottom of the dark.

The man's arrogant voice is still in his ear, "After my observation, you can support yourself and support my brother overseas. You are the person I'm looking for."

After saying that, she was given a contract, a domestic slave... Then there was more than a year of training. The man hired the best teacher in the planning world, and Mr. Zimo gave her the most love and teachings since she became an adult.

"You are the disciple I have put the most effort into. Don't let me down."

It's really different. With the strategy she learned, she gradually has her own unique style of doing things, and the next few business plans are perfect.

But my heart is empty.

Until one time she was drunk, she met the woman with clear eyes, and she saw her soul in those eyes.

The woman didn't notice her, but just focused on the phone.

She was wearing an ordinary beige windbreaker with a light gray shirt with a stand-up collar inside. She held the phone in one hand and covered her stomach with the other. "Mengmeng, I'm sorry." As if she was very tired, she lowered her head and said, "I'm going back a little later in the evening. If this list is done, I can afford to pay the down payment and give you a home." Her tone was very gentle. When she came home, her clear eyes flashed with firm light, as if the one she could give was the best home.

The appearance is a little familiar... Ruochu suddenly remembered that he hadn't taken a few times. Now the side photo in Mr. He's Mo Yu's wallet, the beautiful woman with short hair, and the sigh of the man, "... Give it to me, this is my dream."

"Then why don't you go to her?"

"There is no time." Mo Yuyu smiled mysteriously, and Ruochu was very disdainful at that time.

If I want to think about it, I also want to have a dream.

She lay drunk on the bar, watching the woman cover her stomach and frown, and ask for a cup of hot drink and drink slowly. The upper layer of the Shen family has been confused by the information she released, allowing her to replace the vacant seat of Irene, the servant of the Shen family, and station her to Shen Yu's side. Shen Yu's doubts made her want to laugh at that time, "Irene, have you had plastic surgery?"

However, her identity and information were completely verified. She performed seamlessly and entered the Shen family in this way. She was a mistress and secretly dealt with the problem of capital flow. No one doubted her.

Only Longteng's Shao Fengnian is too smart, and she has nowhere to buy Longteng's bright and dark side.

But these things can't disturb Ruochu's thinking now. She just wanted to look at her, and the group of people who made an appointment to talk about business came. Out of curiosity, the company had a bad reputation if she called the information at the beginning.

The woman accompanied the people of the company to drink cold beer, and her face turned pale. Every time she swayed to the bathroom, and every time she came out with a pale face.

She must have a good and innocent family background, which is why she has such clear eyes.

Ruochu himself is a very unyielding person, but he felt distressed for her every time she gritted her teeth and returned. There was like a shallow thread pulling, slightly itchy and painful. She seems to see her other soul struggling alone and can't be saved. Why can't the person who can give warmth to her? She will repay all the best... all the best in the world.

Ruo Chu lay on the table and silently raised the corners of his mouth.

"Whoever grabs it is who owns it."

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