Rome, an ancient castle of the North family.

"Sister, as long as you sleep with this man, I will help you get the freedom you want."

Lin Shen, who was sitting on a European-style high-backed chair, looked at his younger sister, Martina, who made this absurd opinion, with a calm face.

Martina held a cigarette in one hand and leaned against the edge of the centuries-old desk.

Photos and documents of the man were piled up on the desktop.

Lin Shen glanced indifferently.

The man in the photo has deep features and tight facial lines, comparable to figures on European classical sculptures, with an added touch of Asian softness.Let people never forget.

Gu Yanjue!
She frowned slightly: "He's your cousin, Martina, are you crazy?"

Martina took a puff of cigarette disapprovingly, raised her head and sprayed smoke towards the roof.

But at the age of 20, she looks more mature than her half-sister.

"Sister, you should also know that I am determined to gain control of the North family. Before, even if my mother disagreed, I was the only heir. Now Gu Yanjue came out to fight with me. I will never give up."

The North family is the oldest noble family in Italy. Their mother Huang Zhili became the current power after Martina's father was shot dead.

What does the matter of their family inheritance have to do with her, Lin Shen.

Lin Shen sneered slightly: "Why do you think I seduced him?"

Such a perfect man must have countless beauties around him.

And her bodyguards follow her everywhere on weekdays, and she hasn't even come into contact with a few men.

Martina dropped the cigarette butt and rolled it on the wooden floor with the toe of her boot.

Bending down and stretching out his hands to pinch her overly beautiful face, he said with his thick lips slightly curled up: "Is there a man like sister who can't be seduced?"

The two sisters, Lin Shen and Martina, look completely different.

It perfectly interprets the beauty of East and West.One is gentle and gentle, and the other is passionate.

Lin Shen pushed her hand away and said, "I refuse."

The two looked at each other, and the green pupils collided with the jet-black pupils to create strong sparks.

A hasty knock on the door broke the duel between the two sisters, and the servant outside said: "Madam is back."

Without delay, Martina stepped on her high heels and walked to the door of the study, and finally threw her a sentence: "Sister, you should think about it again."

Lin Shen didn't answer the call, but followed him out.

When he arrived at the living room, his mother, Huang Zhili, was taking off her coat surrounded by servants.

The age of 44 has not left any traces of time on her brows.

Lin Shen stood in front of her dignifiedly with his head down, his palms clasped on his stomach with some sweat.

Huang Zhili glanced at her, and said casually, "Lin Shen, how is your graduation project going?"

Mother always called her by first and last name, as if to remember the person she hated the most.

She took a step forward and carefully replied: "It's almost there, there are still some small flaws that need to be corrected. I will try to..."

Before Huang Zhili could finish speaking, he stretched out his hand and slapped her.

This kind of thing happened often, and the servants and bodyguards stood aside indifferently.

Lin Shen bit his lip lightly, five crimson fingerprints instantly appeared on his fair face.

"It's been three months, and there are still minor flaws?" Huang Zhili raised his beautiful eyes, and his charming voice was chilling like a poisonous snake, "You should spend all your time doing this!"

She spread out her palm, and the bodyguard not far away knowingly handed over a stack of 4A papers full of Dangdang characters to her hand respectfully.

Huang Zhili flung it on Lin Shen's body after changing hands.

He said sarcastically: "Congratulations, Lin Shen, the winner of the Literary Newcomer Award. However, I have already had your award disqualified."

Hearing the news, she looked up at her mother in disbelief.

Which mother doesn't want her child to achieve something, but why can't she have the life she wants?
"Are you resisting me?" Seeing Lin Shen's eyes similar to that of that person, Huang Zhili's voice became more and more excited.He reached out and grabbed her long hair and pulled it towards him forcefully, forcing her to beg for mercy.

With tears in his eyes, Lin Shen didn't dare to struggle, but said stubbornly: "I like writing novels, and I haven't done anything wrong."

Hearing her talk about writing novels, Huang Zhili's face contorted immediately, and his noble temperament disappeared.With a vigorous flick of his hand, Lin Shen was pushed to the ground.

"Paul, put her in the dungeon for me to reflect on myself."

Martina, who had been watching the joke, glanced at her with a sneer.

Seeing Huang Zhili leave, he hurriedly followed him: "Mum, don't be angry with my sister. I ordered Torta's cake today, and the servant has already cut it."

Huang Zhili's voice to Martina was very gentle: "How is your study recently? Don't keep playing with the guns with the people below."

Hearing the laughter of their loving mother and filial son, Lin Shen knelt down on the ground, with white manuscript paper scattered all over him.

She was left there like a foundling, just like her novel.

This is not the first time she has been locked up in the castle dungeon.As long as the mother's bottom line is touched, one day and one night is considered a light punishment.

But only she will be locked up for no reason, as if the mother vented her anger by torturing her.

After each confinement, the mother would make it up to her with great guilt.

When will such a day be the first?

Lin Shen sat hugging his knees in a corner of the dark cell, with his head buried between his knees and chest, his hearing became extremely sharp in the darkness.

The tap of high heels echoed in the aisle.

After the rusty door creaked and rattled, Martina appeared above her head with a mocking voice: "Sister, I told you to think about it again."

"You told mother the secret." Lin Shen raised his head, his hazy eyes reflected the light coming through the door.

"It's just to help you make up your mind." Martina handed Gu Yanjue's information and schedule in front of her.

This time Lin Shen didn't hesitate, and only made one condition: "Help me go back to the Eastern Kingdom."

She was going to Dongguo to find out about the man who abandoned their mother and daughter.

***
Shooting range on the outskirts of Rome.

Knowing that Gu Yanjue has a hobby of shooting on weekdays, the person in charge of the European branch of Gu's consortium specially arranged today's itinerary according to his preferences.

When the skeet was shooting outdoors, Gu Yanjue was almost perfect.

The cheering crowd pretended to hold guns in their hands, applauding and applauding after a round.

"Mr. Gu is very skilled. He is a well-deserved sharpshooter."

"It's not too much to compete in the Olympics at this level."

He had heard too many compliments like this, and he was completely unaffected emotionally.

The flying saucer is back.

Before he could raise his gun, his two flying saucers were shot through almost simultaneously, and red and blue smoke scattered in the air.

He turned his head and looked ten meters away. A slender girl in a tight black training suit was putting down her gun and spreading her hands to him to apologize.

This is obviously a provocation to him.

Gu Yanjue narrowed his eyes slightly behind the sunglasses, and suddenly felt that this trip to Italy was not so boring.

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