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Hearing the voice, the woman opened her eyes. Those phoenix eyes with blue pupils were filled with so much beauty that Lin Nai was a little crazy.

Monroe walked to the bedside, sat on a chair, and showed her the carefully selected roses in his arms: "Today's roses."

Veronica raised her eyes casually, her eyes falling on the bouquet of delicate roses, and her voice was emotionless: "The roses you gave me will never have thorns."

"You are not in good health, and I'm afraid those thorns will hurt you." Monroe explained warmly, obviously already used to Veronica's coldness, he turned slightly sideways, trying to put the roses in the vase on the bedside.

"Give me the flowers." To Munro's surprise, Veronica suddenly spoke. Without waiting for Munro to speak, she reached out and pulled out a few roses. Her pale and slender fingers were very cold. Lin Nai, who was chosen, did not Yu Lai's heart trembled. Although Veronica was looking at all the roses in her hand, Linnai always felt as if Veronica was looking at him.

Monroe was stunned for a moment, with a delighted smile on his face. He softly called Veronica's name and leaned forward slightly.

"I just think the roses today are beautiful." Veronica said indifferently, gently stroking the petals of the roses.

Veronica touched the flower that Lin Nai had transformed into. Lin Nai felt her head being rubbed, as if someone was touching her head gently.

Monroe sat back angrily.

Seeing that Veronica didn't want to pay any more attention to him, Monroe began to talk to himself as usual: "The United Military Department has sent people. They have confirmed Vivian's suspicion and are about to start interrogating her... Yes It's my fault that I didn't protect her well and let her be invaded by chaos."

Veronica didn't react.

"I will definitely protect Vivian. She is our only child, and she looks so much like you..." Monroe murmured, speaking faster and faster, "A psychic mage has already appeared, Vivian There is still help..."

As he spoke, Monroe suddenly leaned forward and held Veronica's hand tightly. The strength was so strong that a red mark was drawn on Veronica's skinny hand. Veronica's expression remained unchanged. Just use your other hand to gently protect the rose in your arms.

"You are also a psychic mage. Vivian looks so much like you. She should also have psychic talents, right?" Monroe looked at Veronica expectantly. His expression suddenly changed, and his tone became... A bit disgusted, "That bastard from the Elf tribe actually said that Vivian is his sister. Vivian is obviously the fruit of our love!"

At this point, Monroe suddenly stopped. He took Veronica's hand and pulled Veronica to him. Monroe reached out and pinched Veronica's chin, forcing her and him Looking at each other: "Vivian is our daughter, right?"

By the end of the sentence, Monroe's voice began to tremble.

Veronica calmly broke away from Monroe's shackles and continued to fiddle with the rose in her hand - this time it was not the one Linnaeus turned into, and her movements were very gentle, as if she liked this new rose very much. : "When you found her back then, you brought her back to me to see."

Pale, cold fingers gently stroked the rose petals, and a rare tenderness appeared on Veronica's expressionless face: "How could a mother not recognize her own child?"

Linnai's heart trembled.

"You also said at the beginning that you would not let your child fall into my hands." Monroe's voice suddenly became cold, and he was the image of the cold and unhuman Principal Monroe that outsiders usually saw. consistent.

Veronica raised her lips mockingly: "But you still found it, didn't you?"

Monroe's expression softened slightly, but his sharp eyes were fixed on Veronica: "Then, Vivian will also inherit your talent, right?"

Veronica finally raised her head and looked at Monroe: "This is very funny. As a top student who graduated from St. Lean, do you still need me to tell you the source of the child's magical talent?"

Each child's magical talent has a 40% chance of inheriting the magical talent of one parent, and the remaining 20% ​​is due to mutation.

What Vivian showed was the Cumberland family's family talent - high-light element affinity.

Monroe was silent for a moment and then stood up: "It's time for me to leave. The people sent by the United Military Department are still waiting for me - don't worry, Vivian will be safe and sound."

As he spoke, Monroe stretched out his hand and took away the rose that Veronica had been playing with. The blazing light lit up in his palm and swallowed up the rose in an instant.

"I said it, Veronica." Monroe's voice was very gentle, but Linnai on the side could only feel a chill that penetrated her heart, "You can only look at me, Vivian is already as strong as I can bear." It’s the limit.”

After saying this, Monroe turned and left without looking back.

The room fell silent.

After confirming that Munro was really gone, Linnai could no longer suppress his disgusting thoughts and complained frantically to Teacher Lilia: "Teacher, I feel a little disgusting."

It's disgusting, really.

It would have been disgusting to see the prison plot in real life, but the protagonist is still a young woman paired with an old man.

Who knows? Just now, as a rose, she watched the bearded and wrinkled Monroe talk about "the crystallization of love" to the beautiful Veronica in a yandere tone. When she said "You can only look at me", she almost vomited.

Die for the old pervert!

"How can a mother not recognize her own child?" Linnai was just about to continue complaining. Veronica, who had been keeping quiet, suddenly spoke. She picked up the rose that Linnai had turned into and tapped it gently with her fingertips. on the petals.

Linnaeus:…

Lin Nai slowly raised his gaze and met a pair of light blue eyes.

Those red phoenix eyes should have been sharp, but at this moment, those eyes were full of fatigue, and...

Linnaeus was silent.

She had seen Veronica's eyes before.

In her previous life, she went to a classmate's house as a guest. This is how the classmate's mother viewed her classmate.

That's the way a mother looks at her child.

Lin Nai felt flustered for no reason.

Veronica lowered her head, and Linnai felt a soft touch, followed by warmth.

Veronica kissed the rose that Linnaeus had turned into, and a few tears fell on the petals. Veronica looked at the rose in her hand blankly: "I..."

"boom--"

The originally closed door was suddenly pushed open.

But in the blink of an eye, Monroe, who had already left, appeared in front of Veronica. He couldn't help but snatch the rose from Veronica's hand, stretched out his hand, tore the rose into pieces, and threw it to the ground. Crush it a few times with your feet.

Facing Veronica's still tearful face, Monroe slowly raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a weird smile. His old voice was particularly clear in the quiet room: "Honey, who are you talking to?"