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As a guy who could feel at ease occupying someone else's nest, Tom Riddle's initial idea was to hold the engagement party directly in Malfoy Manor.

However, before this idea was implemented, Wenxiu Lord rejected it immediately after hearing it.

The young man massaged Tom Riddle's forehead to relax his tired brain, and said softly, "After all, this is Malfoy Manor. How can we hold an engagement party in someone else's house?"

Seeing that the man did not answer, Wenxiu Lord continued to increase the stakes.

"Don't you want to have a house that belongs to you and me? I have been looking forward to having a home of our own for a long time."

The man had no idea where to live, but when he heard the word "we" from the boy's mouth, he felt a little moved.

Holding the boy's wrist and leading him to him, Tom Riddle took him into his arms and sat him on his lap, then skillfully stroked the boy's head.

"It seems you have already made your choice."

Raising his hands and wrapping them around the man's neck, Wenxiu Lord adjusted the angle so that he could feel more comfortable.

"I have chosen several places and am just waiting for Fudi to make the final decision."

The boy smiled and kissed the mask the man was wearing, then turned around, pulled out his wand and waved it in the air.

Powerful magic power turned into mist and filled the room.

Soon, the fog dissipated, revealing a scaled-down map covering the entire Europe.

The white jade finger pointed, the map enlarged, and the shadows of several buildings appeared in front of the two.

"These are all my choices, which one do you like better, Voldy?"

Hearing the expectation hidden in Wenxiu Lord's words, Tom Riddle set his eyes on those buildings and actually began to select them carefully.

These buildings have different styles, sizes and layouts.

The largest ones are like Malfoy Manor, which not only has a castle and gardens, but also lakes and forests.

The small one is only a few hundred square meters and is a small villa.

It’s just that the environment around the villa is better, with sunny days, singing birds and fragrant flowers. Just by looking at it, you can imagine how comfortable and beautiful it would be to live here.

Pointing to the small villa and another lakeside cottage which also looked small but in a good environment, Tom Riddle asked Wenxiu Lord.

"If I had to choose, this and this. Which do you like better?"

Sitting on the man's lap, Wenxiu Lord was taller than him. He lowered his head, and his beautiful eyes curved into crescents.

"It seems like we really have the same thoughts." Wenxiu Lord pointed at the small villa, "This is also my favorite place."

With a tap of the staff tip, the fog surrounding the buildings dissipated, leaving only the small villa and the largest manor.

"The scenery is great, and it won't be lonely even if it's just the two of us living here."

As he spoke, Wenxiu Lord showed some regret on his face, "What a pity, this place is suitable for living but not for holding banquets."

He pointed to the largest manor and said, "Since you want the engagement party to be grand, why not choose this place? The small villa can be our little home that only you and I know about."

The boy obediently twisted the ends of his hair and tickled the veins on the back of Tom Riddle's hand, his tone nonchalant yet a little coquettish.

"Then it will be just the two of us, do you like it, Fudi?"

Taking in the boy's expression as he sought credit and praise, Tom Riddle grabbed the ends of the silver-haired boy's hair and rolled it between his fingers.

"I naturally like your proposal."

The silver-haired boy raised the corners of his lips, revealing his unconcealable joy just right, but the smile was always on the surface and not in his eyes.

The venue for their engagement party was thus decided.

Lucius had been making plans for the banquet arrangements these days, and when he heard the news, he was completely stunned.

My first reaction was not the joy of finally being free and not having to be tense 24 hours a day.

But he was sad because Wenxiu Lord was leaving and he would rarely have the chance to see him except during meetings.

The room fell into silence for several minutes.

Lucius saluted hurriedly as Tom Riddle impatiently tried to pull out his wand to help him come to his senses.

"My Lord, if you are dissatisfied with anything about Malfoy Manor, I will change it. Please do not take back the reward for the Malfoy family."

One of the purposes of finding a way to get Voldemort to move out was to get Malfoy Manor out of his control.

Hearing Lucius's fearful refusal, Wenxiu Lord felt that he was a little confused about his train of thought.

I even wanted to pry open his skull and confront his brain face to face to get to the bottom of things.

Why is it that when facing other Death Eaters, his brain works like a high-speed motor?

Without saying a word, it is very easy to seize benefits from those people.

Why is he so "loyal" when he is in front of Voldemort?

How could anyone be so stupid these days?

You eat your food, drink your drinks, live in your house, and use your things, and you treat it as a reward and honor.

In order to prevent Voldemort from changing his mind, Wenxiu Lord calmly peeled the orange, tore off a slice and handed it to his lips.

The expression on his face was happy and sweet. "Lucius, it's not that the Lord wants to take back the reward for your Malfoy family."

The silver-haired boy put his arm on Tom Riddle's shoulders, and his palm could reach the man's heart through the fabric of his clothes.

He leaned over and played with the decoration inserted in the handkerchief pocket intimately and with a bit of teasing. Seeing this scene, Lucius's face turned pale and he dared not look up again.

"The Lord and I are about to get engaged, so the engagement party naturally cannot be held at Malfoy Manor. Besides, we can't live in Malfoy Manor forever, right?"

"Of course, as long as you want." Lucius's inner desire was so urgent that he spoke without thinking for a moment.

The silver-haired boy opened his eyes wide in surprise and asked as if he hadn't heard clearly, "What?"

A gaze as cold as a venomous snake fell on Lucius, and he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

The fingertips hanging at his side trembled, and Lucius was respectful and fearful. "It is an honor for the entire Malfoy family that the Lord can live in Malfoy Manor."

This redundant explanation is meaningless.

Tom Riddle snorted coldly, and the temperature in the warm room seemed to drop a few degrees.

He wondered how the Malfoys could be so loyal, and it turned out they were waiting for him here.

As the scarlet blood flowed, Tom Riddle felt it necessary to remind Lucius that there were certain people he could not desire.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wenxiu Lord hurriedly fed Tom Riddle another orange slice to prevent him from casting an unforgivable curse beginning with C.

"That won't do. Your Malfoy family has enjoyed so many rewards from the Lord that even I, your fiancé, am envious."

The silver-haired boy lowered his voice, looking proud and lovable.

"My respected Lord, you promised me that you would make it up to me. It's just us."

The voice in this short sentence became colder as he spoke further. The young man slowly tightened his arms, revealing his possessiveness and paranoia.

This desire for control disgusted Tom Riddle. Even though he had some differences with Vinciu Lord, he would never allow anyone to control him.

Pushing away the arm in front of him, Tom Riddle stood up and walked to the platinum young man who was kneeling on one knee. He lowered his eyes with a cold and superior look.

"Lucius, this is an order."

Lucius clenched his fists under his sleeves, suppressing the unwillingness in his heart, his cold gray eyes were empty and lifeless.

"Yes, My Lord."