Rebirth of the Phantom

Wu Shuang was terrified and couldn't help but stop.

What did this woman just call him!How could she know her own name!

In just a few seconds, Wu Shuang's face was covered with sweat. He didn't know what to do next, did he just admit that he was no longer that Eiffel?Or do you want to refuse to admit it?

Just when Wu Shuang was full of ideological struggles, the woman had already arrived, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the cold sweat off Wu Shuang's face.

"What's wrong? I'm not feeling well? How about I let Jiaojiao take a look at it later."

"No... I'm fine." Wu Shuang forced a smile at the woman.

"Are you hungry?" The woman pointed to the seat next to her, "Sit down and eat!"

After a while, the waiter began to serve the food.Wu Shuang saw that all of these dishes were southern dishes, mainly spicy and spicy, and the dishes were brightly colored. Wu Shuang's index finger moved wildly when he saw it. As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he was startled by a sentence from the woman, that is, Lan Ningbi. I jumped, and I didn't even know that the chopsticks fell.

"Why, you finally know how to use chopsticks?"

Lan Ningbi didn't care about Wu Shuang's disrespect, but slowly picked out a piece of mushroom and put it in Wu Shuang's bowl.

"Chinese is also good..."

Wu Shuang was sweating profusely, and finally could only laugh dryly: "Because I'm more curious about... um... Mom, your hometown, and Chinese is very interesting, so I learned a little..."

I don't know which word Lan Ningbi heard, she suddenly raised her head to look at Wu Shuang, her eyes were filled with tears, but before Wu Shuang could see clearly, she turned her head and continued to eat.

The waiter at the side saw it and immediately changed a pair of chopsticks for Wu Shuang.

Wu Shuang, who was eating this meal, was terrified, afraid that Lan Ningbi would jump up and pinch his neck the next moment and shout: Give me back my son!

Wu Shuang suddenly remembered the private rumors of the maids in Manderley.Some people said that Lan Ningbi didn't like Charles, and she only married Charles because of the money and power of the Dudwell family; Bi; some people say that Lan Ningbi actually likes someone else, but it is just some unreliable guesses such as Charles missing that person (such a rich imagination).From these rumors, Wu Shuang can know that the relationship between Lan Ningbi and Charles is not good, and this relationship even extends to their children.

However, the strange thing is that from Lan Ningbi's attitude today, it can be seen that she is not as indifferent to Eiffel as the rumors say, and can even be regarded as very gentle.

What is going on here?

Because of dinner, Wu Shuang went back to the room directly after returning to Mandali.Because Danzelo is often not in Manderley recently, Charles seldom comes downstairs to eat. Wu Shuang felt that it would be boring to eat alone in such a spacious place, so he ate in the bedroom so that the viscount would not look at him. Just angry.

A few days passed like this, and Wu Shuang often felt sleepy and unable to wake up, and occasionally had symptoms of dizziness.

Could it be that I ate less?

Quite a lot. Although Wu Shuang wants to lose weight, his stomach can't help urging him to eat when faced with food, but it's true that he eats less because it doesn't suit his appetite.

His younger brother, Danzaru is a gentle and polite man.At that time, Wu Shuang didn't know that this kind of politeness was just a means of communication in the upper class, and you could even say that it was just a disguise, a kind of protective color.It will make you feel like a spring breeze and feel more comfortable than ever, but you will never see the other person's true face and true feelings.

After receiving such comfortable feelings, Wu Shuang quickly accepted Dan Zelu. After all, every time Charles yelled, Dan Zelu always helped him out, and every time Wu Shuang didn't understand something, he could always detect it in time. Confused him.Beside him, Wu Shuang felt unprecedentedly relaxed and at ease.

But the only thing that worries him is his growing weakness.That night, Danzel, who came with milk, saw the pale Eiffel, and couldn't help but say:

"You don't look well. Shall I call Dr. Green?"

"No need," Wu Shuang waved his hands, "Maybe it's caused by the fat all over his body." He didn't want to trouble his father with such a trivial matter.

However, Denzel looked at him with some concern in humiliation.In order to appease Dan Zelu, Wu Shuang drank the milk in the glass in one go, and smiled at him.

Dan Zelu seemed to understand something, he nodded and said nothing, but told Wu Shuang to take a good rest, and if he still felt unwell tomorrow morning, he would call Dr. Green.

When the door was closed, no one saw it, and the smile disappeared in a flash.

But Wu Shuang didn't know that she would never wake up from this sleep.

The next morning, when Anna came to wake Wu Shuang up, she found that no matter how she yelled, she couldn't wake up Wu Shuang. Her terrified screams completely woke up the sleeping Mandala.

"Master Viscount, Master Eiffel seems to be ill." Butler Crowley knocked on Charles' door and said respectfully.

"It's okay, Danzelu told me just now that he's not feeling well recently, lethargy, don't worry!" Charles sat on the wicker chair, flipping through the newspaper in his hand.

"But……"

"Hmph!" Charles continued blankly, "Just leave this matter to Danzelo!"

"But……"

Crowley wanted to say something, but Charles interrupted him with a gesture: "Needless to say, this kid has never met my expectations, and this time he did such a ridiculous thing, if there is no Denzel, Our Dudwell family doesn't know how much shame we will suffer this time, it will make me a joke!"

"Master Viscount, Master Eiffel is still too young to be sensible."

Hearing this, Charles frowned and said, "I know you don't like Danzelu and questioned his identity. After this incident, I will give everyone an explanation."

"Your Viscount," Crowley bowed deeply, "Your Viscount, please think twice about this matter. In any case, Master Eiffel is the child of you and your wife, and the legitimate heir of the Dudwell family!"

Charles wanted to say something, when the door was pushed rudely.

Anna said in a panic, "Master Viscount, the young master was taken away just now."

It's hard to believe that Charles was taken aback.Someone actually broke into Manderley and took his son away without his knowledge?How can this be!

You must know that the flower walls around Mandali are a formation, and ordinary people cannot enter from places other than the gate.Four years ago, the Dudwell family offended the American Claire family because of their business.This family once sent no less than ten killers to kill Charles, but unfortunately they died in the garden without even entering Manderley's. No one knew how they died, until the gardener who cleaned the garden found their bodies By then, they were out of shape.

The strange deaths of these killers seemed to be a warning to all walks of life. Since then, no one has secretly tripped Dudwell.

So who is it?

Anna's mother was sweating profusely when the phone rang, and at the same time Charles realized who had taken Eiffel away.Indeed, only one person in the world can enter Manderley like no man's land.

"Long time no see, Mr. Dudwell." The voice on the phone was so gentle, but it made Charles sweat from the bottom of his heart.

"It's you?"

"I took my son with me."

"Why so suddenly? I remember that you don't like this child very much. You have ignored him for so many years..."

A few inaudible laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Let's get a divorce!"

This is even more surprising, Charles almost squeezed out a few words: "Why?"

"Is there a reason? Is it because the poor care of my son almost caused him to be poisoned to death?"

"Poisoning? What poisoning?" Charles asked, "Didn't Danzel say that he was just lethargic? How could..."

"Get a divorce. I don't want any of your property——the property of the Dudwell family. I just want Wushuang's custody. From now on, you can no longer claim that Wushuang is your child."

This request is really rude. After all, Eiffel has half of his blood, so how can he say that he has nothing to do with him?The thinking of this Chinese is really strange.

"It doesn't matter whether you agree or not. If there is a lawsuit, I'm afraid I will win the case. According to the laws of your country, you will give me half of your property."

"..."

"Okay!" Charles finally agreed reluctantly.

On the other end of the phone, Lan Ningbi seemed to have guessed the answer a long time ago, she chuckled lightly: "Take care of your son!"

The divorce of Charles and Lan Ningbi shocked the entire French aristocratic circle, and even Mrs. Tracy personally intervened. After all, the combination of the two was once known as France's Romeo and China's Juliet.But I don’t know if it’s because of the curse of the unfortunate pair of mandarin ducks in Shakespeare’s writings. Since they got married, the relationship between the two has become weaker and weaker. It’s surprising that they can persist for so many years.

But, surprisingly, Charles gave up Eiffel's custody.From the perspective of French law, Eiffel will be the legal heir of the viscount. Even if Charles marries another new lover, their children will not be able to inherit the title.

However, Charles's style of work has always been bad, and many people know about the existence of his illegitimate son Danzel. There are many rules, and that world is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

For the heir, Charles has hesitated, but Eiffel has disappointed him too much.For a long time, Charles had been thinking about this question. How could Eiffel, whose father and mother both had noble blood, be inferior to the son of a prostitute?God seemed to have made a joke with him, the child he and his loved life was worthless, but the child he gave birth to because of drunkenness and a wandering warbler was so good that he couldn't help loving it.

So when Lan Ningbi made such a request that was not considered a request, he hardly hesitated, but what Lan Ningbi said before hanging up the phone had a deep meaning, which made Charles a little uneasy.

"Robert, you arrange a few people to watch Danzelu."

"Yes, sir."

Charles is not unreasonable to worry, his ex-wife, is a mysterious woman.When the divorce agreement was signed, Charles met this woman.

She was still wearing a blue dress and a blue coat. The only hair accessory was a golden phoenix. The eyes of the phoenix were inlaid with sapphires. From a distance, it looked like a real bird. Phoenix perched on a black cloud.None of this surprised Charles, he was only surprised by Lan Ningbi's appearance.

After so many years, her appearance has not changed at all.Although the contours and facial features of oriental people are very soft, it is difficult for westerners to see their true age, but it is impossible for them to remain unchanged for more than ten years.

From the beginning to the end, Lan Ningbi has maintained a kind of elegance and restraint that only aristocrats have, not at all like the vulgar daughter of a nouveau riche.

The meeting lasted only half an hour, but Charles really felt like signing some kind of contract. When he watched the woman across from him skillfully pick up a brush and write those ghostly symbols in Chinese on the piece of paper, Only then did Charles realize that after all these years of marriage, he had never really understood his wife.He just regards her as a rarity, a treasure that he can show off in the social world. After all, no one can compare to such an oriental beauty except the oriental jewel that married into the British royal family back then. To him, Lord Charles Dudwell.

It is a pity that such a beautiful dream was quickly shattered.

The strange thing is that he didn't care about it. His wife moved out of Manderley and didn't even come back once in many years. She met once and had a meal.

But when she wrote those three words on that piece of paper, he realized it.

Lan Ningbi is his wife.

And she is a woman with the name of a witch.

The author has something to say: I don’t give strength to my father......