My years as a menswear boss

"I don't understand. Is the so-called party really more important than family affection?"

After attending the funeral, Jiqiu said that she was at Villefort's house at this time, and the deceased was Villefort's former mother-in-law, Mrs. Saint-Méran.

The Villefort family claimed that the old lady accidentally choked to death while eating. After all, she was very old, so it was not surprising that something happened.

While looking at the remains of Mrs. Saint-Meran, Ji Qiu noticed that the old lady's blue fingernails were obviously poisoned.

Seeing that all the people who came here were praising Villefort as a kind and righteous person, she couldn't help feeling sick.

"I don't know. Human nature is a very complicated thing. You can't understand it with common sense."

Dantès handed Jacob his cane. He knew that his cub was a kind-hearted person, and he was not used to things that were wolf-hearted.

"It's a pity. I'm afraid that in the whole funeral, only Mademoiselle de Villefort's tears were sincere."

Jiqiu felt that the character of this young lady followed her mother who died young, "Captain Morel loves her to the point that she must be loved. Are you going to deal with this matter?"

Thinking of this, Dantès pressed his temple with a headache. His kindness to Old Morel was unforgettable, and this heart was transferred to his children after Old Morel's death, "I will let her go." A horse, as long as she doesn't have the same personality as her father."

Jiqiu didn't speak. She felt that sometimes the guardian's heart was too soft, but she liked Dantès' character very much. He would be tolerant, and it was unbearable without the Virgin Mary.

In the days that followed, Dantès was always busy, he only appeared at the dining table in the morning and evening every day, and he was invisible the rest of the time.

Jiqiu soaked herself in her studio, completely addicted to creation, and she devoted all her enthusiasm to painting.

"Master, you should go out for a walk." Forrester said, he was always watching the young man's work and rest, "If it goes on for a long time, your body will not be able to bear it."

"Okay." Jiqiu put down the paintbrush in her hand, took off her paint-stained coat, and washed off the paint on her hands in the sink, "Let's go to the opera. I have been in Paris for so long, and I haven't heard one yet." drama."

"The car is ready," Forrester said.

Jiqiu took Forrester to the Paris Opera House, where Dantès had a private box, and she followed the theater manager to find her own box.

"There are only two of us here, so you can sit too." Jiqiu patted the stool beside her, and she watched the upright-looking British bodyguard sit down unceremoniously.

"Your attitude is very calm." She said jokingly.

Forrest, who had no sense of dignity at all, looked puzzled, "Didn't you let me sit down?"

"If it was Ali, he would rather sit on the ground than sit on the chair next to me." Jiqiu said, "And you look like that kind of strict British housekeeper."

"Does the young master like this?" Forrester asked.

"As long as you don't affect your work, the rest has nothing to do with me." Jiqiu picked up a cookie and tasted it, and put it down when he found it was not as delicious as the one at home.

"Well, isn't it M. Magnon's performance?"

She had just learned from the theater manager that Manon was the top opera singer at the Paris theater, but at this time it was an actress who was not on any of the screens at the entrance of the theater.

"It should be a newcomer." Forrester said. When he was an aristocrat, he also went to the opera house with his family friends. "Today may be a newcomer who has experienced experience. I hope she won't mess it up."

"Huh? It's a classic play like "Romeo and Juliet". It's not easy to mess up, but it's also hard to make a splash. Let's look forward to this lady's Juliet." Jiqiu put his index finger on his lips, signaling Forrester calm down.

The young actress on the stage had a soft voice without any trembling. After the performance, the theater burst into applause, which encouraged the newcomer.

"You're right and well-behaved." Forrester said, looking at the fair-skinned girl on the stage, "It seems that acting is just her hobby. Judging from her moist face, she doesn't lack money."

Jiqiu raised the binoculars in his hand and took a quick look, "Interesting, the diamond necklace on her neck is real, not a prop."

After listening to the play, Jiqiu got up and patted the non-existent dust on his body, "Let's go to the coffee shop opposite to have something to drink."

"You are the young master, I naturally obey all your decisions."

"If it wasn't you who kicked me out of the studio, then I would have believed your words."

After coming to the coffee shop, Jiqiu saw a familiar person, she greeted friendly, "Nice to meet, Miss Tanglar, I wonder if you still have an impression of me?"

Regardless of her identity or appearance, Jiqiu would never forget the young lady in front of her. This was the daughter of her father's enemy, Eugenie Tanglar.

Eugenie looks very heroic and masculine. Her eyebrows and eyes are sharp and sharp. She is a sharp beauty. Her eyes are dark and deep, and there is a mole at the corner of her mouth, which makes her look more aggressive.

In later generations, she would be the type that girls would like, but in this era, her appearance is not popular.At least Jiqiu heard Albert say that her appearance was not to his liking.

"Of course, your good temperament has left a deep impression on me, and my friend Valentine is full of praise for your character."

Eugenie said, her voice low and her expression unhurried, "I'm waiting for my friend, she'll be here in a while."

Jiqiu naturally heard the vigilance in the lady's mouth, she nodded slightly, and then took Forrester to an empty table not far away.

She found a very strange message about Miss Tanglar, that is, this lady didn't like her parents, and even disgusted her.

At the funeral of the old lady of Saint-Meran, Ji Qiu secretly observed the families of those who had enemies with Dantès. Messétis was very indifferent to her husband, even though they already had a son;

Madame de Villefort is delusional about devouring Valentine's property and trying to kill everyone who hinders her son;

Baroness Tanglar did not know how many cuckolds she had put on Tanglar.

'Does she know of her mother's affair with Villefort? Jiqiu thought.

After a while, the wind chimes on the door of the coffee shop rang, and a fair-skinned lady came in. She was plainly dressed, with a clean face and no makeup. She happily sat down in front of Miss Tanglar.

'The actress who played Juliet? Jiqiu recognized the person coming.

After the two girls ordered their meals, they began to discuss music and other things. At this time, Miss Tanglar, who was originally cold and hard, softened. concerns.

From their conversation, Jiqiu learned that the new actress of the Paris Opera House is called Rosie Amimeau, and she is currently staying at Miss Tanglar's house.

'Go back and ask Forrester to check this man up. Jiqiu dug a small cake and put it in her mouth. Just when she was about to find out something, the girls stood up and left the cafe arm in arm.

When returning home for dinner, Jiqiu received the report of Forrester's investigation, she browsed through it leisurely, and then handed it to Dantès, "Today I encountered a very interesting thing. "

"Oh?" Dantès took the information in Jiqiu's hand.

Ji Qiuyuan thought that Mimore and Eugenie were just ordinary friends, but the relationship between them was closer than imagined. The two were classmates with highly similar common hobbies, and they were determined to dedicate themselves wholeheartedly to the great music art.

Yamimo likes Eugenie's unique creative talent, and Eugenie likes Yamimo's unique singing voice.

When Eugenie learned that Yamimo had no money to continue her career in music, she invited Yamimo to her home without hesitation and gave her money to pursue art.It has been a long time since the two of them ate and lived together.

"I think Miss Tanglar is not satisfied with this marriage either, she will do everything possible to destroy this engagement." Jiqiu said.

After reading the information in his hand, Dantès looked at Jiqiu, who was obediently eating vegetables, "I think she is very similar to you. Your rebellious and freedom-loving nature is exactly the same, and you also have the pursuit of art."

He wiped his big hands with a napkin. "The biggest difference between you is your gender. If you were a girl, you would be another Eugenie Tanglar."

Jiqiu lowered his head, stuffed a big mouthful of vegetables and broccoli into his mouth, chewed mechanically a few times, and then swallowed, "Danglar is your enemy, how can you compare his daughter to me?"

"Oh, I just thought about what would happen if you were my daughter."

Dantès said, looking at his cub with gentle eyes, "I will buy you several rooms of clothes, even if you want the stars in the sky, I am willing to take them off for you."

"Okay, you can't be soft-hearted anymore Dad, you can't see one and forgive the other!"

Jiqiu stretched out his arms and held Dantès' hand, "Otherwise, I will do it for you."

Dantès looked at the young man's serious expression and couldn't help laughing, "You just have to be your painter. As for those people, I will send them to hell one by one. You don't need to dirty your hands."

"Then you have to remember what you said." Jiqiu felt relieved and pushed the carrots on his plate aside.

Seeing this, Dantès sighed, "Don't think that you can be picky eaters."

"I've already finished eating green vegetables and broccoli." Jiqiu fawningly cut a piece of grilled lamb chops from his plate and put them on Dantès' plate, "Dad, you eat too!"

"Thank you." Dantès enjoyed the young man's feeding very much, and would eat it every time.

'Mr. forgot to let the young master eat carrots again. Seeing this scene not far away, Forrester criticized the boss's doting behavior in his heart. 'If I have children, I must be a strict father. '