[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

Although everyone in the Shani family is worried about Miss Alice's amnesia, as far as Irene is concerned, she doesn't really mind being a girl with no past; but she hasn't even had time to adapt to the Shani family. In his life, his ears were forced to be filled with a girl's name——"Christine".

Christine, your closest friend and sister growing up.

Christine, a devoted childhood sweetheart with her older brother Raul.

Christine, the hot star of the Paris Opera House.

Christine, a woman long favored by theater ghosts.

Christine...

Of course, these are all limited to the whispers of those ladies and their coachmen when they are bored outside Shani's house.However, in Shani's house, where noble rules have been engraved into the flesh and blood, the name "Christine" has become a taboo that should not be mentioned. The result of the joint action of Mrs. Shaney and her youngest son.

However, Irene felt that all of this might have more to do with the habitually low-key Earl Philip——

"My dear, 'Sister Alice', eh?" was the almost exasperated reaction of someone after Irene expressed her wish to visit the glamorous star girl at the Paris Opera for the third time, " Don't tell me you've come to expect the friendship of a sleazy dancer after you've lost some of your memories?"

"Is there anything wrong with that? I thought that everyone was looking forward to the steadfast friendship between the big star and the noble lady." Probably the girl's expression was so bright that her voice was as gentle as the breeze blowing in the Loire Valley.But this made the noble Earl feel even more at a loss - it was as if the girl in front of her had already jumped out of all the dirty plots and calculations, and just watched him from afar as if she was just enjoying himself in the quagmire of fame, fortune and power and was complacent about it... …

"I think, you should know what mother means." The Earl's face changed several times, and he finally moved out the will of his elders that he had never dismissed in the past. Not to be outdone, he finally fell behind.

The maiden frowned as he wished—even if she hadn't been at the Charneys very long, she knew that old Mrs. Charney was a poor dancer to Christine, the lowly dancer who had captivated her beloved young son. What a hate.It is no wonder that Christine did not stay at Shani's house as Raul's faithful little wife as arranged by Sophia, but hurried back to the Opera House to become a star again.

"So what? Christine is no longer a humble dancer." Before Philip could gloat or express some hypocritical sympathy, the girl's slender eyebrows suddenly stretched out like young pigeon feathers. "As for me, I heard from Sophia that I have a lot of property that belongs only to me?"

So it doesn't really matter whether Miss Shani's identity is there or not, right?The Earl could easily hear the indifference that was not deliberately hidden in the girl's catkin-like soft voice.A kind of inexplicable anger attacked him, maybe it came from the concept of glory carved into the flesh and blood by the children of the Shani family, maybe it was just unwillingness to let the "partner" who cherished each other so easily break free... His gray-blue eyes flashed again. It was a few degrees darker, but the crimson lips were covered with layers of honey-like smiles—it was his most popular appearance among girls.

"Of course, my dear Miss Alice. You are the brightest pearl in the Loire Valley, and now no one can dim your brilliance..." The man's lips parted and his teeth were incomparably charming, "If You are finally determined to regain your former glory..."

"My dear Earl, please don't say it so absolutely." For a moment, the girl's eyebrows seemed to be more tightly frowned, but they immediately melted into the flying smile and disappeared; Humming fell from her lips, but it did not conceal the girl's arrogance, "What makes you think that I will stop for the glory of the past? What makes you think that I should guard this rotten palace with you ?”

"Ha, how much blood and lies are piled up to make you the most shining brilliance of the pearl of the Loire Valley? Don't you think that losing your memory will also erase the mud and dust that you have waded with me?" Philip almost didn't bother to pose that Looking frivolous and seductive, he looked at his closest ally in the past, the eyes of the same cool tone as the girl revealed a certain fanaticism and confusion, "The spinner, the Shani family, maybe soon You want to add the Paris Opera House that you are thinking about, the supreme authority is already in your hands, accompanied by the eyes that are always watching in the shadows - even if you are lucky enough to persuade someone to make a peaceful handover with you, do you still expect it to be here? Continue to give you shelter in the years to come, so that you can continue to have a peaceful and luxurious leisure?"

"I never expected to enjoy my leisure time." The girl's tone was still brisk, but her eyes, which were almost clear to the bottom, quietly added a bit of conceited coldness, "I thought that when I decided to leave that charming blue coast In the back of your head, you should know my decision."

"Your decision? The decision to leave Shani's house and fully devote yourself to weavers? Ha, it's really a cute baby bird plot!" Philip stared exaggeratedly, and his lips and teeth were usually most pleasing to women. It was more unscrupulous contempt and ridicule than ignorant children; however, he immediately realized something, his tone softened again, and even brought some seductive tenderness, and the gray-blue eyes that were usually full of charm turned gloomy in an instant, " Alice, my good sister, do you trust that red-haired Sophia, a friend who doesn't know the truth, more than your dear brother?"

"If you still insist on this." Irene didn't like the menacing questioning and obviously abnormal gentleness of the person in front of her. Of course, she was not afraid.So the girl simply turned around and left, not forgetting to casually put down a reply she thought was euphemistic.

Of course Philip knew that his tireless and impolite temptations would inevitably make the quick-witted little fox unhappy, but he never expected that this arrogant and self-willed little beauty would leave a letter to old Mrs. Shany sincerely. After telling about his loneliness and depression in Shani's house and his expectation for his old friend Christine, he quietly went to the bustling Paris Opera House - just like the naive and reckless Viscount Raul back then.The only difference is probably that Miss Alice was lucky enough to get the help of Sophia the Red-haired, a famous wealthy businessman in the Loire Valley...

"Sophia..."

"Yuna, we have known each other for three months, and you are already familiar with me, so from today on, you should still call me 'Yuna'—that's what you used to call me."

"Okay, Yuna." Eileen paused, and her small lips met the red-haired girl's suddenly shining eyes with a smile that was not a smile, "I think, maybe you don't mind telling me, why suddenly So enthusiastic about Christine? Now that I have been dragged on a long way by you."

"Ah, probably because of the steadfast and fascinating friendship between the big star and the noble lady?" The red-haired girl was taken aback, and habitually gave an insincere answer.

Irene was not in a hurry to ask questions, but just stared at the red-haired beauty in front of her with a smile. Her pair of clear and soft green eyes made the shrewd and capable Miss Yuna feel panicked.

"Okay, okay, this is actually a joint decision of the shepherds—me, all the loyal shepherds, including the little Manon who has just been promoted recently... We all miss you so much, leader." Miss Yuna The brown eyes are naturally full of warmth and luster, and when they seem to be sincerely intertwined with someone, it is even more unwilling to resist...

Yuna almost thought she was finally going to succeed in tricking her astute friend, when Irene smiled at her even more warmly...

"Leaving aside those 'loyal shepherds' that I have no impression of so far, how many can accept a leader who has lost his memory and is relatively willful; let's say little Manon, if you are talking about the one who has been pestering me recently The young lady's words..." The green eyes coated with a layer of warm colors are indeed amazingly beautiful, but this will only make the words on the girl's lips more sharp, "Then I am really curious, about a future How did the so-called powerful organization enshrined in high positions by arrogant and ignorant people survive for so many years..."

"Ani, how can you comment on such an enthusiastic and innocent little girl. You know, how much little Manon likes Miss Alice, and how much she admires Chief Penny." Yuna's tender expression froze In the blink of an eye, surprise and pain were added to cover up, "Not all the young shepherds are as smart and sophisticated as you - you must, you must give the little girl a chance to grow up."

"It's up to you, anyway, I have already handed over the spinner to you..." Irene's bright lake green eyes hide a little sly smile, but she insists on keeping a white porcelain face, Pretending to be serious, "Thinking about it this way, there is really no need for me to give up Miss Shani's comfortable life and go to Paris with you to take over a bunch of possible troubles—if it is the noble and wealthy Shani family Mademoiselle, I suppose it doesn't matter if I waste a ticket to Paris?"

"Ani, don't be like this. Didn't you still have a lot of interest in the majestic Mr. Psalmist before? In fact, as half of the high-level weaver, he is also eagerly looking forward to your arrival..." Yuna's face collapsed, almost It's because she habitually softened her voice and begged—God knows what she did wrong, Una Sofia Cody, to throw away her armor and armor when she saw this cunning girl, there is no Loire Valley at all The prestige of a wealthy businessman is recognized.

"Well, relax, my friend, this is just a joke - although I really don't think you, or other than you, the shepherd's expectations of me will be voluntary..." Irene is always at ease - there is still a bit of a brisk smile in her beautiful lake green eyes, but the expression in her eyes has returned to the indifferent indifference.

"Forget it, Aini, I can never say no to you." Yuna opened her eyes wide, stared at Irene angrily for a long time, finally let out a long sigh as if admitting defeat, and fell softly on the girl's body. The next moment, her lips However, he smiled ambiguously, "However, my dear little Aini, you have to believe that even if the others are all hypocritical, there is still one person who is absolutely looking forward to your return. Well, in terms of Red-haired Sophia swears by her precious business reputation..."

The author has something to say: My God, I finally passed the excessive chapter card. Although it is still not satisfactory, the update of the map after returning to the Opera House should not be updated at such a slow speed... I sincerely thank you for being with me all the time , the little angels who are willing to wait for me (bow at 90 degrees) Well, I will try my best to write the next plot more exciting