Chapter 205 Human Relationships
Ah Hui and No. 3 bickered all the way back to the third floor of the cruise ship to find the young master.
I looked around but couldn't find anyone.
Ah Hui was about to go find the mall manager when No. 3 saw his young master bringing Miss Lan out of the lobby elevator and turned around to call Ah Hui to go with them.
The two turned around and walked towards the corridor. Ah Hui narrowed his eyes slightly.
Why did Miss Lan change her clothes?
Ye Xiulan had just had a fight with Mingzhu. Her makeup was smudged like a palette, her hair was a mess, and Mingzhu had torn off one of her shirt sleeves.
I really can't see anyone.
Ye Lin took Ye Xiulan to the suite upstairs to change her clothes, and asked the suite manager to send a beautician to re-do her hair and put on makeup for her, tidying her up from head to toe before taking her downstairs again.
Ah Hui thought that Ye Xiulan loved beauty as much as Mrs. Rebecca, and changed three sets of clothes when going out to play, so he didn't think much about it.
When he got closer, Ah Hui found that there were two marks on the young master's face that seemed to have been scratched by a woman's nails. How could this be possible?
While he was away, someone actually dared to murder his young master!
The speed of his feet increased instantly, and Ah Hui rushed to Ye Lin like a rocket, and suddenly a big head fell on Ye Lin's face.
Ah Hui was so anxious that his tongue got tied.
"Master, who hit you? How dare this loser hit someone on our turf!"
Ye Lin held his head and took a step back, his face looking a little ugly.
Ah Hui thought, look how angry the young master is, his face has turned black!
The palm moved away from Ah Hui's head, and then went to the handkerchief pocket of Ah Hui's suit.
He grabbed the corner and pulled the handkerchief away without mercy.
Ye Lin's face was full of disgust as he used Ah Hui's handkerchief to wipe the saliva off his face. Ah Hui, who had a loud voice, immediately spit on his chin.
"Get back away from me and talk to me. What's wrong with you lying on someone's face?"
After being scolded, Ah Hui shrank aside feeling aggrieved.
Ye Xiulan seemed to have found a kindred spirit. She hurriedly dragged Ah Hui to the fence and said in an excited and angrily voice that they had just met a lunatic.
Ye Xiulan said,
Ah Hui followed with an indignant curse, and the two of them felt a deep sympathy for each other.
Seeing that the two people were talking happily, Ye Lin simply ignored them. Xiulan would not get lost as long as she stayed with Ah Hui.
He turned around and took No. 3 to find a nearby bar with few people and sat down at a booth in the corner.
No. 3 took a step behind, took the wine list from the waiter, and handed it to the young master.
Ye Lin glanced at the wine list briefly and found that there was nothing new. The wine was not cheap, four hundred Hong Kong dollars for a cocktail. Why didn't he grab it? No wonder there were so few people in the store.
I ordered a few drinks.
When signing the drink list, Ye Lin remembered that this was a black shop run by his family.
That four hundred is not expensive.
Ye Lin gestured to No. 3 to sit down and talk.
"Simon called?"
"Yes, Master."
Simon is Ye Lin's assistant in Italy. He stays in Italy all year round to help Ye Lin manage the assets left by his mother Irene.
His existence is rather special. His position belongs to the Fairburn family, but he only serves Ye Lin and is not subject to the supervision of other members of the Fairburn family.
When Ye Lin was studying in Italy, whenever Daniel got into trouble at school, Ye Lin would ask Simon to supervise Daniel running laps.
Simon was adamant and would not budge at all, and Daniel would always get so angry that he jumped up and down.
No. 3 sat down opposite Ye Lin.
Continuing with the Italian story,
"Lucas is willing to cooperate with us. That kid promised Simon that within two days, he would make his father give up pursuing Master Daniel."
The light in the bar was a little dim.
Ye Lin put his legs on the low table in the booth, and relaxed his upper body in the booth. He lowered his head and chuckled when he heard the words.
The facial features were somewhat unclear in the dim light.
"He seems quite confident. What's the price he's asking?"
Speaking of this, No. 3 hesitated.
"Master, he doesn't want money or projects."
"oh?"
This guy is quite interesting.
"Then what he wants is something that money can't get."
Ye Lin became interested, put down his legs that were resting on the table, sat up straight, and wanted to hear what Lucas was going to do.
No. 3 stole a glance at the young master's expression, which was somewhat amused. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry, and it seemed that he was not angry at all.
Pursing his dry lips, No. 3 bravely stated Lucas's conditions.
"Lucas said he doesn't want anything, but he wants you to owe him a favor, young master."
"Simon didn't dare to agree on your behalf, so I came to ask for your opinion."
"Oh, he doesn't do business at a loss."
The hardest thing to repay in this world is a favor, and Lucas is quite good at making offers.
If he agreed, both Ye and Fairburn would owe Lucas a favor.
This is like having an unlimited check.
Ye Lin snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass and leaned back into the booth, absentmindedly shaking the ice in the glass.
I thought,
Daniel's trouble is not cheap.
Ye family has to clean up the mess,
or,
Just do as Aunt Rebecca said and send him to jail for two days?
Italy,
The bedroom at the end of the castle corridor was guarded by two burly bodyguards, their bulging muscles looking like they were about to burst through their black suits in the next second.
The arms wrapped in the suit are thicker than an average person's calves.
The sharp eyes of the maid who came to deliver food to the second young master were so frightened that her hands trembled and she could hardly hold the plate.
The muscular bodyguard checked the maid's plate as usual to confirm that there were no contraband items stipulated by Mrs. Rebecca.
He nodded, opened the door with the key and let the maid in.
Through the small living room,
It was not until she reached the second young master's bedroom and the beast-like sight behind her was blocked by the corner that the maid breathed a sigh of relief.
Lady Rebecca had no idea where she found these two bodyguards. They were so scary.
Yesterday, the second young master was clamoring to go out, and the two bodyguards didn't say a word, just grabbed the second young master by the back of his collar and threw him into the house.
The action was like throwing away kitchen garbage, and he didn't care about the second young master's identity at all.
The last person who dared to do this was the eldest young master.
These maids dared not even breathe when they met the bodyguards at the door, for fear of being thrown down the stairs.
The maid placed the dishes on the coffee table by the window.
Then he went to the bedroom and called the second young master to come out for dinner.
On the dark green flannel bed, a pickled little curly-haired boy was lying in a mess. From a distance, he looked like a corpse, with no movement in his chest.
Less than two seconds of silence,
Little Curly suddenly came back to life, somersaulted onto the bed, and pulled over the goose down pillow he had just been resting on.
He opened his bloody mouth and bit it directly, whimpering and tearing it back and forth with force.
Trying hard to vent his dissatisfaction.
After chewing for a long time,
The pillow didn't change, but I had a mouthful of green fluff.
"Pah, pah, pah!!!"
Daniel turned over, took a tissue from the bedside table, and picked the lint out of his mouth.
"Gurgle~Gurgle~"
After a few taps, my stomach started singing again.
Touching his flat belly, Daniel lay back on the bed with a look of despair on his face.
Forget it, he'd better not move. The more he moves, the hungrier he gets.
This time he's really going to starve to death.
He had been hungry for two days before. If his father hadn't smuggled two beef burgers into his house, he would have died long ago.
His mother seems to have calmed down a bit these past two days.
I can eat two meals a day, but what kind of food are they?
It was either salad or bread and butter, not even a sip of blueberry jam.
He eats worse than the racehorses in the castle stable!
Daniel rolled his eyes.
How about he go to juvenile detention center for a few days?
There, we can eat at least three meals a day.
I heard that there are three vegetarian dishes and one meat dish, and they come with cream soup and fruit after the meal!
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