Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 309 Mi Li'er's Family Secret Recipe
The sun was setting obliquely in the west, and the orange-yellow sunlight was sprinkled weakly on the grass. A giant tree stood quietly above the sunset horizon.

Four ropes hung from the thickest trunk of the giant tree, with small wooden boards tied to them. It was a small playground that the father made for his daughter.

A woman in her twenties wearing a dark purple dress sat on the swing, clutching an old bronze pocket watch in her hand. She looked at the sunset greedily, as if trying to remember this familiar scene in her mind as much as possible.

"Mother."

The voice of a little girl came from behind. She was only about eight or nine years old, with a sweet face, short hair, and wearing boy's clothes.

"Millie, why are you out? Have you finished your homework for today?"

"I've finished. My dad is checking my homework in the room, but I know my answers are correct. When the words flash through my head, they are like my friends. I know every word."

"I knew you would be fine. You inherited your mother's smart brain, and your father..."

The woman jumped off the swing and signed, meaning "idiot."

Millie, who was behind her, covered her mouth and giggled when she saw her mother's sign language. She knew that her father must be watching them from the window at this moment. Her father could not hear or speak, and her mother's sign language was also for her father far away.

The woman picked up her daughter and put her on the swing next to her, while she squatted beside her.

"Mom, did Dad poison you to become mute?"

The woman rolled her eyes: "Who told you that?"

"Grandpa said so!"

"Your grandfather lied to you. Your father was a mystic scholar. When he was young, he mistakenly entered a dreamland. I was trapped there at the time. There... he was influenced by the gods and became what he is now."

"And then what? And how did you escape?!"

Children are always attracted by exciting adventure stories, while women blink their eyes, as if thinking of some dangerous yet warm memory.

"It's too early to tell you this. Wait until you learn the lesson about the Dreamland. Anyway, your father was in a very bad state after he came out. He fainted."

"And then, mom, you used forbidden magic to save him?"

"Uh... not really. I slapped him a few times. Sometimes pain can be a good medicine to sober people up. Isn't that what is written in many books?"

"Oh... okay, so when you met Dad... he couldn't talk?"

"Not really. I also heard him speak when I first got to know him better. His voice was awful, like a noisy little duck, quack quack quack."

As the woman imitated, Millie, who was sitting on the swing next to her, giggled.

"Later, I learned sign language, but sometimes it's quite interesting to deal with a husband who can't hear or speak."

Her mother wrinkled her nose mischievously, and Millie didn't dare to say anything. At home, her mother often teased her father, but her father had a good temper. Afterwards, he just hugged his wife, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Millie, one day... I mean, maybe one day mom will disappear. You have to take good care of dad."

"No, I will disappear before my mother."

The woman tilted her head and looked at her daughter, expressing her incomprehension of her line of thought.

"Grandpa said that grandma disappeared after giving birth to mom, and grandma's mom also disappeared after giving birth to grandma, so as long as I am not around, mom will not disappear."

The woman first looked back at the third floor of the villa behind her. The only window still had the curtains drawn, and it was like this there 365 days a year.

There lives an old man inside. He is not very old, but alcohol and depression have already ruined his health. Now he just lies in bed every day, repeating a name in his mouth, waiting to die.

"Millie, believe in your mother. Even if you disappear, it won't help. There are always some things in this world that ordinary people cannot resist or resist, just like life and death, or... about our destiny."

"The fate of witches? We are...witches...right?"

"Ah."

The woman put the pocket watch into her daughter's hand. It was an ancient relic passed down from generation to generation in the family. It could alleviate the pollution of the gods in the dreamland on the contractors. Now she gave it to her daughter.

"Millie, one day you will get married and have your own children. Then you can give this pocket watch to her."

Millie didn't say anything. She knew her mother would never joke about such things. She just opened her arms and hugged her mother's neck tightly.

"I don't want to get married."

Millie's voice was firm, her lips pouted.

"Being married is boring." The woman made a face. "But good things can happen. You see, sometimes it's fun to play a trick on dad.

Millie, you must remember what I am going to tell you next."

Hearing her mother's tone suddenly become serious, Millie let go of her mother's neck and looked at her mother in front of her seriously.

At this time, more than half of the setting sun had sunk below the horizon, and the few remaining rays of light dimly illuminated her mother's face from behind. Even as a daughter, Millie was amazed at her mother's beauty. That flawless face was like a masterpiece of God, which should not have appeared in this world.

"One day you will meet someone who... well, someone who sees through your true colors."

The mother tightened the small bow tie around Millie's neck with her hands:

"But how can you tell if they are qualified to restore you to your original state?"

Millie didn't want to discuss this topic because it was like a farewell.

"Experience life and death, this is the only condition."

"Experience life and death?"

"Well, do you know why?"

"I...know. My father actually secretly gave me a fairy tale. Only after experiencing life and death can you figure out whether the other person really...cares about you. Appearance can only bring temporary admiration..."

"wrong."

The mother on the other side interrupted her daughter's romantic fantasy, looked at the sky that was gradually replaced by darkness and said slowly:
“Only if they have experienced life and death before, they will be able to remember us after we disappear.

If one day, I went to a faraway place, and your father fell in love with someone else because he couldn't stand the loneliness, what do you think I would think? "

Although it was a little premature for a daughter of a few years old to talk about this, the woman still wanted to pass on what her mother had said to her in the past as exactly as possible.

"I don't know. Maybe... I'll be very angry."

"I would resent him and come back and kill him immediately if it were possible!"

At this time, when Millie looked at her mother again, she found that her face showed an expression of a person who was really facing a crisis and needed to use forbidden spells. She was not kidding, she would really do that, Millie said secretly.

“So we need to experience life and death with that person first. Such profound memories are engraved in our bones and can never be erased.

When one day, I disappear from this world, your father will always remember me, in the late night and in the early morning, and remember the memories of our life and death together. I will not allow myself to be forgotten by him.

If there is destined to be such a day, then one will escape into nothingness, and the other will struggle forever in memories. "

Looking up at the night sky, the woman smiled cruelly. She never considered herself a good person. She was just a selfish witch. She didn't want her past lover to forget her, that's all.

In the dark night, Millie Tang woke up from the chair in the dressing room. She shook her head, not knowing how long she had slept.

"Ricky, Ricky."

No one responded to her in the quiet dressing room, and the afterglow of the setting sun poured in through the window.

Wondering why she suddenly had this dream, Millie Tang walked to the window and took a shawl from the coat rack and put it on.

Not only did she not forget this memory, she also wrote it down in her diary, which is now in the drawer of her desk at the University of Michigan.

She just didn't want to face it.

In fact, in addition to that passage, my mother also told some strange secrets about witches.

But at this moment, Millie Tang's mind was repeating her mother's words over and over again:
"Millie, the memories of life and death, that's the key to your leaving a mark in his heart."

Rosemary Theatre, Sabines Forest, the crypt of Baldwin Abbey, Room 1408, Mandala Temple...

Scenes flashed through her mind. "It's almost time to go," Millie Tang said softly, pushing the door and leaving the dressing room.

……

On the first floor of the banquet hall, near the door, Carol and Lin Brown were standing at a small table drinking.

"Where's your female companion? Why are you always standing with me?"

Lin Brown deliberately wore a half-covered ball mask today. His face was full of scars and he was afraid of scaring the foreign guests. General Norman also agreed.

Carol changed into a handsome evening suit. He had a good figure and handsome looks, and coupled with his noble family background, single women would often come up to talk to him when he went out.

This made Lin Brown a little annoyed with him.

"I don't have a female companion. My family was trying to arrange a marriage for me a while ago, but it hasn't come to fruition yet."

Carol picked at the nuts on the small plate and glanced at every guest in the banquet hall.

"Did you spot anyone suspicious?"

"I found him. He had scars all over his face and was wearing a mask. He was standing opposite me drinking."

It’s not that Carol doesn’t like to joke, it’s just that her mind is usually focused on her work in the Investigation Department.

"Sir, the cake on the table over there seems delicious. Could you help me get a piece?"

While the two were chatting, another noble lady with slightly reddish hair came over to talk to them. This is the etiquette of the New New Londo dance. If a girl sees a man she likes, she cannot invite him directly, but ask him to help get something to eat. If the man agrees, it means he is very satisfied with her.

"Excuse me young lady, my companion and I have something to discuss."

Carol politely declined the girl's invitation, and the girl looked at Lin Brown standing next to her with strange eyes, as if she was doubting their relationship.

"Well, why don't you just go? Isn't this girl pretty?"

"I repeat, I am not interested in any of the women present today. Besides, I have seen all kinds of beautiful ladies..."

As he was talking, Carol was stunned and stared at the door blankly, because he saw Millie Tang walking into the hall carrying her purple dress.

"Lin Brown, please slap me. This... this girl looks too much like Millie Tang. Does he have a younger sister..."

Before he could finish his words, he was hit by a loud slap. The guests around him who were originally admiring Millie Tang's beauty turned their eyes to her.

Some people even whispered:

"See? As soon as this girl came in, two people started to fight for her. I guarantee that after the dinner, someone will fight for her."

Carol's ears were buzzing, thinking, I told you to hit me just for the sake of it, why did you really hit me? He didn't know that Lin Brown had wanted to hit him for a long time.

“Lin Brown, I won’t argue with you for now, but don’t you think this person in front of you looks a lot like Millie Tang?”

"Not really, it's Millie Tang."

Lin Bulan believed that he had an advantage, that is, his intuition was very accurate. He didn't know if it was a side effect of the evil god's countless resurrections. Even if he didn't look at the girl's appearance, through some indescribable feeling, Lin Bulan could roughly judge that she was Millie Tang.

"Millie Tang!"

Lin Brown waved and said hello. Millie Tang didn't see Ricky when she came in. But when she heard Lin Brown calling her, she walked over with ease.

"Where's that guy Ricky?"

"Upstairs. I followed Prince Andrew up there half an hour ago. Just identify yourself to the royal guards when you reach the stairs."

"Mi...Mili Tang, are you really a woman?"

Carol beside him blushed and asked stutteringly.

"Yes, I have never admitted that I am a man.

Well, I'll talk to you guys later, the opening dance is about to start, I'm going up to find Ricky."

After saying that, Millie Tang turned and went to the stairs. After taking just two steps, she stumbled and almost fell. She wore high heels today on purpose, but she never wore them normally, so it was inevitable that she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Ricky is such a fucking bastard, he got what he deserves!"

Carol slammed the glass in his hand down on the table, spilling the wine.

"Who just said that he has no interest in any woman here?" Lin Brown was making sarcastic remarks nearby.

"Are you blind? Didn't you see Millie Tang just now?"

"I saw it, but she's already taken, so just stay here and drink with me."

"No, I have to find a girl to dance with!"

……

Chief Norman, Sir Gregory and the lady director of the Asylum Department were sitting at the same table, chatting about interesting anecdotes from the dinner. They were usually very busy with work and it was rare for them to relax, and the focus of their conversation was on Ricky.

"Sir Gregory, Madam Minister, Ricky brought two female companions to the dinner today. Who do you think he will dance the opening dance with?"

"Dora."

Gregory's answer was very concise. In fact, he didn't like either Dora or White. A rising star in the Investigation Department like Ricky should marry a noble lady from New Newland. With the support of her family, it wouldn't be difficult for her to move up in the future.

Dora and White are not in this category, but Dora is relatively better. At least she is the famous musical queen in Calder County. If you do the math, she can barely be worthy of Ricky.

But who is that White? I heard he was a music student from the countryside, and he was invited to this level of dinner by playing the piano at Ricky's restaurant.

Gregory had heard many stories about maids in noble families who relied on their beauty to get to the top of the bed, but most of them ended up miserably, so he was not optimistic.

"Oh? Dora, I think so too. After all, they have known each other for a longer time."

Norman, with a look of great success on his face, echoed the others.

"I think Miss White has a better chance."

After all, the minister is also a woman, and she is more thoughtful. Although Dora is also very beautiful, she is too flamboyant. Men often prefer women who are more petite and vulnerable.

Only in front of them would men develop a strange desire to protect them. The Miss White in front of him was this type of man. She stood there alone, wanting to get closer to Ricky, but feeling a little inferior, so she always stayed three or four meters behind him.

Besides, Miss White herself is a rare beauty. If she is allowed to study in the aristocratic circle for two years, perhaps the ugly duckling can really be transformed into a white swan.

This sense of control is also what men desire.

"Well, to be honest, I've been in New Newland for so long, and I've never seen such a lovely girl."

General Norman fanned the flames on both sides:

"It's not that I'm wavering, but Sir Gregory, I'm afraid you are wrong this time."

"Hmph, anyway..." The old knight looked at his pocket watch: "We'll know in ten minutes. If Ricky is in a clear mind, he should choose Dora."

"Then why don't you guess which young talent Dora will dance with if she is not chosen."

The minister was not willing to be outdone and repeated her analysis one by one. Sir Gregory shook his head slightly, saying that women are emotional animals, while men should be more rational and perceptive.

"Gentlemen, how about this? You two make a bet. Sir Gregory bets on Dora, and Madam Minister bets on White. Anyway, the answer will be revealed in ten minutes."

"I have no objection. Let's bet... on this pocket watch."

Sir Gregory slapped his pocket watch on the table. This pocket watch was made by a famous craftsman and inlaid with precious jewels. It was worth a fortune. But Sir Gregory was a wealthy man, so he certainly wouldn't care about this. It was just a good way to win a prize.

"Okay, this is my bet."

The minister took out a pen from her coat pocket and put it on the table. The pen was not as valuable as the pocket watch, but it was said to be a gift from a famous drama master in the Western Continent. His name was also printed on it, so it was of great commemorative value.

"Originally... I should be a referee, but I happen to be interested in this bet, so please allow me to join in as well." Norman held back his laughter and put the cufflinks of his suit on the table. When Sir Gregory saw the cufflinks, he looked at Norman as if he were a lunatic, and at the same time, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Because this cuff is an ancient relic!

"General Norman, you seem full of confidence. Who are you going to suppress?"

The minister had little contact with him and had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

"I'm not betting on Dora or White, I'm betting on someone else. If Ricky chooses someone else to dance the opening dance, both of your things will be mine."

The stakes were all on the table, and Norman felt so comfortable and happy! He thought, Ricky is a good guy, and he has helped me to generate income. I will go to his Tianying Restaurant and become a VIP and give him some money back.

"Well, how about..."

Gregory wanted to go back on his word, but General Norman was quick to gather the three items together and close the deal!
At this moment, Milly Tang slowly walked up to the second floor holding the railing of the stairs. Sir Gregory understood everything at the first sight of Milly Tang.

"Norman..."

He gnashed his teeth, thinking that this old man had set a trap for him:
"Milli Tang is the witch of this generation...right?"

"Yeah, don't you see?"

"Witches have always been contacted by the chief of the investigation department himself. How would I know?"

Gregory didn't feel sorry for his pocket watch. He just couldn't afford to lose face, especially since he was tricked by his old rival Norman.

"I see. If it's Miss Millie Tang, I'm a complete loser."

The minister narrowed her eyes and stared at Millie Tang. At this moment, most of the guests on the second floor were attracted by Millie Tang. When Dora and White went upstairs just now, most of them were whispering and asking about their origins.

But when they saw Millie Tang, everyone held their breath in disbelief. The girl in front of them was so beautiful that it was unbelievable.

"It is said that when witches were rampant in the Western Continent hundreds of years ago, no one could resist their charm. Now that I see Millie Tang dressed like a woman, I know that this rumor is not exaggerated at all."

The Minister herself has short hair, and for some reason she actually has a special liking for witches.

Seeing Millie Tang now, she had made up her mind that she would find an opportunity to discuss some things with her in private later.

Millie Tang went upstairs and Dora saw it. She suddenly understood why Ricky ignored her when she met him again in New Newland.

It turned out to be Millie Tang... Recalling the scene of the three of them escaping together in Saint Dowding, all the details connected in my mind.

She should have guessed it long ago. Seeing Millie Tang's impeccable face, Dora couldn't help but nodded in relief. She had nothing to say about losing to Millie Tang. Besides, they were good friends. She would feel much better when she was with Ricky.

As she thought about it, she quietly took half a step back.

Millie Tang's sudden change of attire also alarmed White. So that's why...he had failed to seduce Ricky many times.

But since Ricky brought himself into the hall today, it means that he has not yet finalized the choice of dance partner in his mind.

Looking at Millie Tang's frail figure that could barely hold up her evening gown, her face showed nothing, but she took half a step forward and straightened her back, further highlighting her curvy figure.

Millie Tang went upstairs and took a quick look around. All the distinguished guests who made eye contact with her, the male ones were stunned, and the female ones turned their heads away unconsciously.

Oh, that guy is chatting with Herama, and she quickly locked onto Liu Yonglu.

When passing by Dora, Millie Tang didn't say anything, but just reached out and squeezed her wrist. The two smiled, and the meaning was self-evident.

As for White, Millie Tang rolled her eyes at her. Anyway, after their identities were exposed today, both sides had already torn their faces apart, so there was no need to continue pretending.

White's eyelids trembled slightly. She had never been treated like this in the club before. However, considering the situation and her infiltration mission today, she could not get angry.

Walking behind Liu Yonglu, Millie Tang just happened to hear his boastful words about “three wives and four concubines”.

"Ah, well, Mi Li'er, you're here, you're here."

Liu Yonglu really wanted to slap himself in the face. He was usually very good at talking, but why did he fail at the critical moment?

Seeing Prince Herama behind her, Millitan pulled her long skirt with both hands and bowed slightly. Her outfit today, coupled with the carefully designed makeup by her maid, the final overall effect was even better than that of Mala Jis before.

Prince Herama stood there in a daze. He felt that Richie's third female companion was somewhat familiar, and was also overwhelmed by her indescribable beauty. He even forgot to return the greeting or say anything for a moment.

As Prince Andrew led the princess slowly onto the first floor dance floor, the lights in the hall were deliberately dimmed by the waiters, and the opening dance, the highlight of the dinner, finally began.

Millie Tang stood in front of Liu Yonglu waiting for his invitation, but Liu Yonglu was still in a semi-downtime state, his brain was working hard and his mouth couldn't open.

Many of the guests around were still around, and they also wanted to see who the lucky person would choose as his dance partner tonight.

"Ricky."

Millie Tang was a little bit impatient and shouted softly. Only by shouting did she finally bring Liu Yonglu back to life.

"Ah, Mi Li'er, can you please call my name more often today?"

"Ricky, have you been drinking? Humph, you dare to drink so much before the dinner even starts."

As she spoke, she snatched the wine glass from Liu Yonglu's hand and placed it on the table next to her.

"Well, treasure, no, not treasure, it's time to dance, Mi Li'er, you look great today, you look great."

Liu Yonglu's speech was incoherent and he couldn't remember a single word of the words he had rehearsed in the corridor, but at least he managed to express the basic meaning. Liu Yonglu took Millie Tang's hand with his right hand and went downstairs without looking back.

At this moment, the lights around him were no longer so glaring, but instead made his mind clearer. Millie Tang did not care that before he invited her to dance, she did not follow the etiquette of a gentleman inviting a female partner to dance, and followed him into the dance floor.

"Ricky, what's wrong with you today?"

Two people in the dance floor were gently swaying their bodies to the rhythm of the band. It would be more accurate to say that they were strolling rather than dancing.

Liu Yonglu hasn't fully recovered yet, and he doesn't know how to dance. He has only seen this kind of scene in movies before and knows where to put the left hand and the right hand, but when it comes to really asking him to take the lead, he can't do it.

Millie Tang could dance, as her mother taught her when she was a child. But at this moment, she felt Liu Yonglu's hand on her waist. She could even clearly feel the warmth of his palm through her clothes. The two of them were so close to each other, and she felt stiff.

"Well... you should read less books, you should read less books."

Hey, there is progress. Now my subject can be stabilized in this dimension. Liu Yonglu couldn't even imagine whether Millie Tang would slap him when he just blurted out, "You stay here!"

"Ricky, are you reading? Have you read a book today?"

Millie Tang was unusually obedient and always added a title before every sentence, because she could see that this guy was a little unusual today.

"I've read three books. They made me feel dizzy, cold, hot, talking on the stage, running for my life in the desert. I don't want to read any more books in the past six months. I don't want to read any more books."

"Ricky, tell me what happened."

In fact, it would be quite awkward if the two of them didn't chat and just danced, especially since Liu Yonglu had no experience in this and was prone to talking nonsense.

But now that there was such a topic, he kept on talking incoherently, and the two of them became more coordinated in their questions and answers.

"Ouch!"

Mili Tang suddenly felt weak, but Liu Yonglu still reacted subconsciously and quickly hugged her. It turned out that Mili Tang had sprained her ankle again while wearing high heels.

Millie Tang rolled her eyes, held Liu Yonglu's shoulder with one hand, took off her shoes with the other hand and threw them aside.

"Mr. Richie, you just entered someone else's dream."

"..."

Liu Yonglu didn't say anything, just stared blankly at Millie Tang. After spraining her ankle, Millie Tang's hand had moved from Liu Yonglu's shoulder to his neck. The two were so close that they could even hear each other's breathing.

In the hazy darkness, Millie Tang's fair shoulders and arms, set off by her purple dress, were like pearls in the night, emitting a soft white light. Her impeccable little face just reached her neck, making her look petite and cute.

What Liu Yonglu found most unforgettable was those eyes. At this moment, Millie Tang was looking at him worriedly, like a calm lake exuding a wild and dangerous charm.

"Ricky, what's wrong with you? Let's not jump yet, let's find... find a room so I can check you out."

Liu Yonglu felt a little uncomfortable, and was also worried about his current condition, so Millie Tang blushed and wanted to take him away.

"Don't worry, I feel much better now. Maybe dancing can cure my illness. We are treating the disease with the right medicine. Treat the disease with the right medicine."

The pirate island disappeared, and the desert also disappeared. Liu Yonglu felt that his brain was a bit like a balloon filled with air. It didn't have that much brain capacity to begin with, but it was forced to expand.

At this time, the ball gradually shrank, and Franco, the shepherd boy, Zarathustra, and each of their identities that did not belong to them also changed from three-dimensional to two-dimensional again.

He tried to slow his breathing and said as many witty remarks as possible to ease this strange feeling of discomfort.

Millie Tang let him do this for once today. She put one hand on his shoulder and guided him to follow her dance steps. Unconsciously, her body became less stiff.

The opening dance lasted only five or six minutes, and the happy chapter was coming to an end. The lights were dimmed by the waiters again, and a romantic and ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

Many guests hugged their female companions and were affectionate. Liu Yonglu glanced at them and wanted to "press further". However, he was not very good at talking at the critical moment and was tongue-tied for several times and didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Richie, you know, your speechless look reminds me of someone."

"Who... who?"

"Ricky, do you want to speed up the treatment?"

"How can I cure it? You don't have any secret recipe, do you?"

"Well, even if it's a folk remedy."

Millie Tang in his arms smiled strangely, closed her eyes slightly, raised her neck, and leaned her head forward.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

Liu Yonglu felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest. If he could speak at this moment, he would really exclaim from the bottom of his heart: "Oh my god!"

Subconsciously closing his eyes and leaning forward, Liu Yonglu could only smell the scent of lavender perfume on Millie Tang's body in his nose, while his hands were wrapped around Millie Tang's slender waist. Even if it was...

Liu Yonglu was still immersed in the moment when he felt a sharp pain. Millie Tang bit his lips hard.

But if he were to push Millie Tang away from her arms at this moment, it would be better to kill him.

Not only did he not push her away, but he held Milly Tang tightly in his arms. The two of them seemed to want to hug each other. Liu Yonglu's left hand with his fingers interlocked rubbed the back of Milly Tang's hand as if begging for mercy.

But the pain in his lips did not ease. Millie Tang really bit his lips with all her strength. Liu Yonglu could even smell the sweet taste in his mouth. He must have bitten himself until he bled.

The pain stimulated his nerves, and the confused consciousness in the library began to gradually disappear. Oh, yes, this morning, Millie Tang and I came to the Summer Palace. I first talked to the chief elder about witches, and then went to find Millie Tang...

The ship returned to the correct course and got rid of the turbulent vortex around it.

What Liu Yonglu didn't notice was that Millie Tang, who was biting with all her strength, also shed a tear, and she didn't know why she was crying.

Is he bidding farewell to the first half of his life? Or is he afraid of the mysterious future?

It was unknown how long it took before Millie Tang finally opened her mouth. Liu Yonglu looked at Millie Tang in his arms again. There was still his own blood on the corner of her mouth. In the darkness, Millie Tang, dressed in purple, finally turned back to her original appearance. She was not a good person, she was a witch.

"Mr. Richie, is the treatment effective? Is Qing more awake?"

Wrinkling her little nose, Millie Tang poked Liu Yonglu's head with her hand, stuck out her little tongue and licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, like a kitten that had just eaten fish:

“There is one more thing, which is what you just said about three wives and four concubines. I want to make it clear in advance.

If I disappear one day, you are not allowed to be with Miss Dora upstairs, Miss White, or any other messy lady outside.

If I knew, I would come back and eat every bit of your flesh.”

Millie Tang's right hand gently stroked Liu Yonglu's cheek, and Liu Yonglu rarely interrupted with a playful smile, but hugged Millie Tang into his arms again:
"Don't worry, Mi Li'er. I won't let you disappear. I won't let you disappear."

Millie Tang just thought that Ricky was comforting herself. The family destiny that has lasted for hundreds of years is not so easy to break, but she didn't want to think too much at this time.

Millie Tang laid her head in Ricky's arms, just wanting to enjoy this moment of tenderness.

Gradually, the lights in the hall were turned on, and Millie Tang jumped out of Liu Yonglu's arms as if escaping.

"Ricky, I'm going to go find a pair of flat shoes, you go up first."

"You're not going to disappear just like that..."

"How can it be that fast!" Millie Tang rolled her eyes: "Besides, even if I want to disappear, I have to..."

Knowing that what she said was a bit inappropriate, Millie Tang stomped her feet and blushed as she quickly walked out of the hall, leaving Liu Yonglu standing there alone, grinning foolishly.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

It took him a long time to react. His mouth really hurt. Mi Li'er, we can't sing this drama for too long. Do you know that your man relies on this mouth to earn money to support the family? If you bite it a few more times, our family will be left with nothing.

Liu Yonglu asked the waiter for a napkin, covered his mouth with it and went upstairs.

At this time, the dinner had been set up on the second floor, most of the guests were seated, and Liu Yonglu also sat down next to General Norman.

"Ricky, now you know that witches are not easy to mess with."

General Norman took out the pocket watch he had just won from his coat pocket and checked the time. He recalled what Liu Yonglu had said on the phone before, "I will make sure that Mi Lier is well controlled."

The boy didn't know his place. Now he knows who is obedient.

Hearing the chief elder's sarcastic remarks, Liu Yonglu curled his lips in annoyance, but then he thought again, and hey, another bad idea came to his mind.

……

After the opening dance, everyone enjoyed food, drinks and chatted on the second floor but no one noticed that one of the female companions Ricky brought was missing.

At this time, in the corridor on one side of the hall, White was carrying his handbag and pretending to be a lost female companion searching everywhere.

Her target today had been Nicholas from the beginning to the end. Seducing Ricky was just a second-best plan. Since the other party already had someone he loved, there was no point in continuing to pester him.

Moreover, when the guests were dancing on the first floor just now, she also saw Millie Tang with short hair in the darkness. Even she felt ashamed of her indescribable unique beauty.

Millie Tang is such a nuisance.

The second floor of the hall is connected to a circle of balconies outside. I didn't see Nicholas on the first and second floors just now, so he could only be on the corridor on the second floor or on the balcony outside.

Carefully searching the corridors, he would often run into guests chatting over wine glasses or having a tryst on the balcony. Many aristocratic young men who liked to flirt with other girls would come up and harass White when they saw him alone.

Fortunately, White was very good at dealing with such situations and she evaded the question with a few words, so no one noticed her mistake.

Finally, through the glass on the west side of the second floor, White saw a middle-aged man in a coat looking up at the starry sky, wondering what he was thinking.

She didn't rush to open the door, but looked at the balcony from several angles and saw the man's face, with a thin and gaunt face, thick black hair combed back, and that iconic beard.

Nicholas, there is no extra person on the balcony at this time, it is a good time to take action.

White called the servant to bring a shawl, a cigarette and a glass of ice water. She put the shawl on her hand to cover the needle that Alva gave her, which had been hidden in the eyebrow pencil box in her handbag.

She lit the cigarette with a match and took a puff. Finally, she dipped her fingers in two drops of ice water and put them on her cheeks, deliberately smudging her makeup.

After making all preparations, White pushed open the door to the balcony.

After going out, she ignored Nicholas and walked to the edge of the balcony, smoking and sobbing, as if she was a girl who was rejected by the love at the dance. In the smoke, she hugged her shoulders and shivered in the cold wind and excitement.

Nicholas, who was sitting on his seat, only turned his head to take a look after she entered the room. After figuring out the situation, he returned to his original posture and continued to look at the night sky, wondering what he was thinking about.

A crow suddenly landed beside White and scared her. White had just finished smoking, so she put out the cigarette on the balcony railing, turned around and walked towards the hall while sobbing.

But this time she made a slight circle and got a little closer to where Nicholas was.

The sobbing never stopped. When White walked two or three meters behind Nicholas, he suddenly lifted the shawl covering his hands and stabbed the long needle towards Nicholas' neck!

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