Huh?

Thinking of this, Alan's eyes suddenly lit up. Let the children deal with the children's affairs. You, William, have to protect your own girlfriend yourself!

"Can't you just..."

Just when he was about to trick William into giving those kids who bullied his girlfriend a lesson, Allen thought about William's identity...

If it was a boy, he would have beaten him, but now... those who bullied his girlfriend must be little girls, this...

Boys can't hit little girls, right?

It would be so embarrassing if it got out. If he really did it, how would William face people when he grows up?

…

"What's wrong, cousin? Have you thought of any solution?"

Seeing Alan preparing to speak, William looked at his cousin seriously, ready to hear what his omnipotent cousin had to say.

"Uh... this..."

Looking at William's hopeful eyes, Alan hesitated. He admitted that he had led William a little astray, but... there was a difference between crooked and crooked. He hoped that William would become a future crown prince who was a little bit irritable, but close to him and listened to him, but not full of scandals.

This will not be good for his future.

"Well... let me think about it first. It's not convenient for me to intervene directly in this matter, don't you think...? After all, you are still children at your age. By the way... how old is your girlfriend this year?"

Alan was ready to talk about something else to change the subject.

"Not a girlfriend! Just a good friend!"

When William heard the title of "little girlfriend", he seemed a little shy and retorted slightly, but... this retort lacked strength and seemed indifferent.

"She is the same age as me. We were classmates in elementary school."

"Yeah, the same age as you...both born in 1982, you were still kids..."

Alan murmured, they are both only twelve years old this year, what a good age, they seem to be the same age as Madeline.

Um?

Thinking of Madeline, Alan suddenly had a new idea...

Since Gustav has entrusted his daughter to him, then... don't blame me for leading your precious daughter astray. It just so happens that she is needed now...

Isn’t this a coincidence!

"I have a new idea. What about you... just comfort your girlfriend for now. It's not a big deal. Don't be so stern all the time, okay? Let me study it carefully and tell you when there is progress!"

"Okay! Cousin, I knew you would help me!"

William stood up excitedly and hugged Alan's arm.

"Okay, okay, you stay here for a while and let the masseur give you a massage. I'll go back and do some research first."

"Okay, cousin, take care!"

William looked like a lackey. He put the towel on his shoulders over the edge of the pool so that Alan could step on it, and then he supported Alan's arm in a proper manner.

…

The next day, Saturday, Alan slept until 11 o'clock in the morning and woke up naturally. After lunch, he took care of some official business. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, in the small living room of his house, Alan asked someone to invite Madeline to have afternoon tea together.

Originally, he wanted to talk to her in the study, but when he thought about how it would be a bit too serious to have a long chat with a little girl in the study for the first time, Alan was afraid of scaring her, so he simply talked to her in the form of afternoon tea.

…

"Brother Alan invites me to have afternoon tea?"

Madeline was a little surprised when she heard what the servant said. Afternoon tea culture is considered a traditional culture in Sweden, but... not every Swede drinks afternoon tea every day.

And depending on the person, the afternoon tea they drink is also different.

For example, for some office workers, their afternoon tea is just a cup of coffee with some dessert.

But children rarely drink coffee. Madeline likes sweets more. She usually prefers to drink sweet milk as afternoon tea.

Now receiving Alan's invitation, Madeline didn't know what she was thinking of. Her little face turned a little red. She nodded and asked the servant to lead the way.

…

Because of Alan's personal preference, the new castle was decorated with excellent lighting. The marble corridor pavement was swept spotlessly clean and even a little reflective. The afternoon sun shone into the room through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. Although the windows were not open, the circulating ventilation system still brought in the mixed smell of soil and flowers after the melted ice and snow outside.

Walking in the corridor and looking at the surrounding layout, Madeline felt complicated. Gustav did not tell her whether Allen agreed or not. In her opinion, this castle would be where she would live in the future!

And now, Allen's invitation is obviously intended to increase the mutual understanding between the two.

Although Madeline was still a little confused about some things, she had already started to have wild thoughts before she even met Alan.

Turning a corner, the area near the window is an open small living room, decorated in classical European style, with a large light-colored velvet sofa, and classical solid wood furniture...

It all looked so luxurious, much better than her previous home.

Today, Alan was wearing a black retro long-sleeved shirt and a pair of light-colored pants. He was sitting quietly on the sofa by the window. The cigarette in his hand was half burned, and the smoke from the cigarette was floating around. The sunlight shone over him, and the light seemed a little dreamy.

Looking at Alan's profile, Madeline became even more shy and called out softly, "Brother Alan."

…

"Haha, Madeline is here? Sit down! I heard that you like sweets? I just had someone prepare a milk tea that you might like. You can try it later."

"Thank you, Brother Alan."

Madeline sat on the sofa opposite Alan very ladylike. Between them was a high-legged dark wooden coffee table with desserts already laid out. The servants next to her were helping Madeline set the tea.

After all the desserts and tea were served, Alan waved his hand to let the servants leave. He put out his cigarette a little embarrassedly and smiled at Madeline again. This was the first time for Alan to lead a girl astray. He felt a little... guilty, but also a little bit of novelty.

He hasn't done anything bad for several days!

…

"Try this and see if it suits your taste?"

Alan pointed with his right hand to the cup of milk tea in front of Madeline. This was the new jasmine green milk tea he had developed. Alan preferred to drink jasmine tea recently. This one just added some milk to it, making the taste of the tea a little lighter, which might be more suitable for the taste of the people here.

"Thank you..." Madeline picked up the cup and took a sip. She was still a little reluctant. This was her first time chatting with Alan alone.

"Hmm...Are you used to the food and accommodation here during this period?"

"Habit……"

"Um……"

Alan rubbed his hands awkwardly. When the time came to deal with this little girl, he was not hesitant, but was thinking about how to fool her.

You can't just tell her directly that you want her, a Swedish princess, to be his thug, right?

This is too good...

I have to come up with a reasonable excuse to help her change her mind!

…

"Have you visited our family's Hall of Fame?"

"I have visited it. By the way...Brother Alan, I heard that you were a navy man before. Did you participate in the Falkland Islands Campaign?"

“Ahem…”

Alan didn't expect Madeline to ask this. The so-called Falkland Islands are the Falkland Islands!

In the UK, the name of this island is the Falkland Islands. In this matter, Sweden certainly stands on the side of Britain, so... the news they saw was called the Battle of the Falklands, and the so-called Falkland Islands was called that by Argentina.

"Well... the war was already over when I joined the army. I missed it, which is a bit regrettable."

Alan pretended to look regretful.

"oh……"

Madeline nodded, but this did not affect Alan's image in her mind at all. In her cognition, whether it was what his brother told her or what she knew herself, Alan was an extraordinary young hero. This was a consensus throughout Britain.

Young girls, who doesn’t like this tall, handsome and good fighting prince charming?

Alan's character is basically popular among people of all ages, and people of Madeline's age are no exception.

…

Seeing that the atmosphere of the conversation was becoming a little awkward, Alan changed the subject and talked about school.

"Have you read the information I gave you before I left? Which school do you want to go to?"

"I've seen it, but I don't really understand these things. I think... I'll just follow your arrangements, Brother Alan."

Madeline had never thought of choosing a school by herself. She knew nothing about Wales. Before going to Australia, Allen gave her a stack of school information to look at, but she was overwhelmed by the choices and had no idea what to choose.

…

"Oh? A wise choice."

Alan's eyes lit up. This girl actually let him make the decision. Well... then you don't have to be polite.

"Well, Madeline, I remember you and William are about the same age, right? You were both born in 1982."

"right."

"Then...why don't we go to the school where William is? It will be convenient for your family to pick you up from school. Besides, with William, you will have someone to take care of you in school."

"OK!"

When Madeline heard Alan's arrangement, she felt sweet in her heart and her face became a little redder. She glanced at Alan quietly again and found that Alan was looking at her. She quickly lowered her head and picked up the teacup to drink tea.

"Well, but... you may not be familiar with the customs here in Wales. The Welsh people are relatively simple and honest, and transfer students from outside are more likely to be bullied."

"Bullying?"

Madeline didn't quite understand what Alan meant.

"That's it!"

Alan raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist and shook it, saying, "Children like to fight. We Welsh people, regardless of gender, all like to do this. If you don't want to be bullied, you have to... beat them up first!"

"ah?!"

Madeline used to be a little naughty and eccentric at home, but that was because she was the youngest in the family and she was not as strong as her sister. But now, what Alan said to her made little Madeline...hard to accept for a while.

Do kids have to fight when going to school in Wales?

No wonder... Harry is so tough, so this is the case? This is... too barbaric.

…

"Well... it's like this. I'm mainly worried that you'll be bullied at school, so I'm giving you a heads up. But don't worry, even if you're really bullied by them, I'll go to your school to help you..."

"Brother Allen, when you were in school, did you also need to... fight with your classmates?"

Madeline asked weakly.

"Of course! We are all like this in Wales, regardless of gender. If you are too weak, you will be looked down upon. Tsk... think about your brother and your... father. Aren't they very weak? Look at me!"

Looking at Alan's expression, Madeline felt that Alan was not lying to her, he was telling the truth!

But... at this point, Madeline's stubbornness came out. She was in front of Alan and hadn't even started school yet. If... if she got scared first, would Alan look down on her?

Thinking of what her brother and her father had done in Sweden, Madeleine didn't want to follow their example.

She also didn't want Allen to look down on her.

She was going to live in Wales!

"Brother Allen, I won't be bullied!"

"oh?"

Alan looked at Madeline with worry and concern in his eyes. As a noble lord who had acted with many famous actresses, Madeline would never be able to see Alan's current acting skills in her life!

"You... Hey, it's okay, just get used to it first. I'm here, and I won't let you get bullied too badly."

Madeline saw the flash of disappointment in Alan's eyes and suddenly became a little anxious.

"Brother Allen, if I were... like you when you were in school, I wouldn't be bullied."

"Then you...only if you defeat them first, they will definitely stop bullying you."

"Then I will beat them into submission!"

Madeline clenched her fists and shook them like Alan had just done.

“You…”

Alan looked at Madeline. This girl was not short in height. She was over 1.40 meters tall at the age of twelve. Girls develop early and have bigger frames. Her physique was not the tallest among her peers, but it was definitely not short. If she was trained well, she had the potential to become a school bully.

It was you who wanted to beat them, I didn't instigate you!

"Well...if you really don't want to be bullied, I'll ask someone to teach you some fighting skills before school starts."

"good!"

Seeing that Alan sounded a little uncertain, Madeline agreed without hesitation!

…

The Office of the Nobles in London.

This is a single three-story building facing the street. Just looking at the appearance, many people don’t know what it is used for since they don’t have a sign anyway.

But for most nobles, this place is "notorious" and most of the mad dogs that the nobles think of are all here.

When the elder generation of every noble family grows old and the new one takes the throne, they will bare their most ferocious fangs and go to the noble's house to collect the inheritance tax.

As for some people's suggestions of tax avoidance or setting up a trust to evade inheritance tax.

hehe……

How long have I, Da Ying, been in the financial industry?

How many years has London been the financial centre of Europe?

No one thinks that such tactics would work in a place like this, right?

Of course...some methods may be useful in America, but that is in America, and this is Britain!

This is not even the same country, and the two sides do not have the same laws. Can this thing be used indiscriminately?