Pride and Prejudice: The Embarrassing Life of Miss Jane Bennett

"Ah, my dear Mr. Collins, why are you going to Sir Lucas's? Have you been slighted by Longbourn's servants?"

"——Miss Jane Bennett, I have clearly received the thank you you want to express to me. And here to greet you, I hope you are all well—"

Haha, hope I'm okay?Maybe why you are gnashing your teeth!

"What? Longbourn is very well? Then why go away? My dear Mr. Collins, Jane is expecting to walk with you!"

"——I was very surprised to receive your letter. After all, there are not many ladies like you who are grateful, humble, and polite. I think, a lady like you must be very popular—"

humble?polite?What you want to say is arrogance, arrogance and rudeness!Haha, Miss Ben accepts, uh, accepts it!

"God! What did you say, Mr. Collins? Oh! Lizzie, come and hold me up, I'm going to faint. How come you don't want to marry Jane all of a sudden? Oh, my poor Jane! The Lucas family How can that stinking girl Charlotte compare to Jane?!"

"—However, I am really puzzled. Such a charming story seems to be a boudoir work of a girl who has gone through a lot of love and missed her best marriage. Miss Bennett, I wonder if you can help me Confusion-"

Are you mocking me for being an old lady, spinster? !Although I was suspected of venting my anger in my last letter, my choice of words and sentences are still in line with etiquette, right?Why do you make fun of me so redly!

"Oh! Mr. Collins, how can you do this? Why can't you pity my fragile nerves?!"

"—"Ash" has been serialized by this department. As for your future works, I will replace the old Mr. Jenkins as your direct editor. I will discuss your new works with you in detail in the future. I hope we will have a happy cooperation in the future— —”

What? !He's my editor?

Jian Lan stood up holding the letter paper, and could no longer maintain her original smile.It turns out that the trainee editor in my mind, which resembles the image of Cousin Collins, has been replaced by the image of a sharp-mouthed monkey who must retaliate.Judging from his letter, Jian Lan can almost imagine how colorful the correspondence between the two of them will be in the future.

Maybe she can't even maintain her basic decency... Jian Lan thought with a headache.

Moreover, looking at the other two pieces of letter paper, which were full of his dissatisfaction with "Ashes", it felt as if if he could make a decision, he would definitely not let "Ashes" publish serialization.

What imply that she is a psychopath purely for the sake of abuse.

Why are her novels more disgusting than the most affectated sentimental novels.

Why did she completely tarnish the beauty of love? Did she ever get cheated by a man and become mentally distorted?

What... what damn!

Jian Lan lifted the table, angrily took out the quill pen and paper, and planned to pay back to the trainee editor, but at this time——

"Boom-"

The door of Jian Lan's room was pushed open and hit the wall heavily.

Jian Lan looked up, only to see Mrs. Bennett standing at the door angrily, looking at Jian Lan.

"Didn't I tell you to please Mr. Collins? Go and speak nicely to Mr. Collins and keep him!" The shrill voice resounded throughout Longbourn.Mr. Bennett looked upstairs, and skillfully pulled out two cotton balls and stuffed them in his ears.

Mary and Elizabeth looked at each other, and went upstairs to rescue their poor eldest sister.

Lydia and Kitty stuck out their tongues at each other and followed to see the fun.

Jian Lan put down the letter paper and looked at Mrs. Bennett quietly. There was no weakness or obedience in her blue eyes, but quietness, which made Mrs. Bennett a little flustered.

It has to be said that Jian Lan pretends to be B very much like that.At least it beat Mrs. Bennett in terms of momentum.

At this moment, the four younger sisters had already gone upstairs. Seeing the elder sister's expression, Elizabeth and Mary knew that today's matter could not be settled quietly.

"Mother, I will not marry Mr. Collins, even if he spends the rest of his time proposing to me."

Hearing Jian Lan's reply, Mrs. Bennet almost lost her breath.

"You... What are you talking about? Do you want to be an old girl? Do you think you'll never get married?" Mrs. Bennet pointed at Jian Lan, her fingers trembling like Parkinson's.

"For a husband, even if he can't be tender and affectionate, at least he should respect him as a guest. And for me to respect my husband, he must at least have some wisdom, but Mr. Collins..." Jian Lan tilted her head and said, "There is only one thing in his brain." I can't accept the wisdom of a peanut." Jian Lan decided to use the basic arguments of Jane and Elizabeth in the original book to rebel against Mrs. Bennett.

"Pfft—" Lydia and Kitty both laughed.Why didn't they realize that Jane's mouth was so poisonous?

"Half grain size, I think," said Mary, pushing up her glasses.

"Shut up Mary!" roared Mrs. Bennet.

"Mother, you don't need to say anything more. I will not marry Mr. Collins." After speaking, Jian Lan raised her head and said, "He is not good enough for me."

Hearing Jian Lan's words, Mrs. Bennett took a deep breath, looked at Jian Lan's lips opening and closing, and couldn't speak a word.

Elizabeth, Mary, Kitty and Lydia held back their smiles, and neatly gave Jian Lan their thumbs up behind Mrs. Bennett.

Jian Lan raised her eyebrows, her expression didn't change at all, she still just looked into Mrs. Bennet's eyes and didn't speak.

Five seconds later—

"Ah!" Mrs. Bennet howled, and then rushed downstairs, shouting back as she rushed: "Oh! Mr. Bennet, come and teach this disobedient girl! Mr. Bennet! Mr. Bennet! "

Elizabeth smiled and winked at Jian Lan, closed Jian Lan's door, and followed her downstairs.

Jian Lante sat down calmly and continued to write her reply letter.

"Mr. Bennet, go and tell Jane that if he doesn't marry Mr. Collins, I will never talk to her again!" Mrs. Bennet gasped and said angrily.

"Then Jane is really going to be in trouble." Mr. Bennet looked at Mrs. Bennet through the reading glasses, then at Elizabeth and Mary who were holding back their laughter, and said leisurely, "Licky, Go ask Jane who she wants to stop talking to."

"Mr. Bennett, you—"

"Because if she marries Mr. Collins, I won't talk to her." With that, Mr. Bennet buried himself in his book again.

Mrs. Bennett's wailing resounded through Longbourn all day that day.

And her old friend is back to torment everyone.

The gate of Netherfield Manor, next to the carriage.

"Charles, get in the car. We will follow you to London in two days." Miss Caroline stood beside the carriage and said to Mr. Bingley with a gray face.

"Don't you understand what we said to Mr. Darcy yesterday?" Mrs. Hurst asked with a frown when she saw her brother.

Bingley turned his head to the side and didn't answer.

"What will it take for you to believe that Miss Elizabeth Bennet is not a good companion for a lifetime?" Caroline asked, raising her voice a little.

"Enough, enough!" Mr. Bingley didn't have a smile on his face, looked at Caroline, and said a little irritably, "Enough, you have said enough, haven't I decided to go to London with Darcy to calm down first Yet?!"

"Why don't you get in the car soon?" said Mrs. Hurst.

"Okay Charles, we will write to Miss Elizabeth to tell her where you are going before we leave." Caroline smiled and comforted Mr. Bingley.

"Really? Caroline?" Bingley stared at Miss Bingley with green eyes.

"Yes, you'll be back next summer, won't you? I'll remember to tell her!" said Miss Bingley, with a forced smile.

"Thank you, dear Caroline." Mr. Bingley hugged his two sisters, and then stepped into the carriage.Mr. Darcy had been sitting there for a long time.

Taking a last deep look in the direction of Longbourne, Mr. Bingley turned his head and said to the driver in front:

"Let's go."

The carriage moved slowly, and then began to accelerate.

Mr. Bingley's face was pressed almost to the window-pane of the carriage, looking out at the view, or in the direction of Longbourne.

Looking at Bentley's appearance, Darcy seemed to have a headache.

"Charles, is it so serious?" Darcy frowned slightly, trying to ignore the strange feeling caused by knowing that the carriage was leaving here, and asked.

"Fitzwilliam, I don't think you will ever know how I feel at this moment." Bingley turned his head and glanced at Darcy, then turned back to look out the car window, and said sullenly, "Every mile away from Elizabeth, I My heart felt like it was going cold for a while.”

"..."

"Fitzwilliam, true love will not be wiped out just by avoiding it. Louisa, Caroline and you will not succeed." Bentley still looked out of the car window and said to Darcy wearily. : "My love for Elizabeth will only become stronger and stronger, because I miss her more and more, and finally engrave it on my heart, bones, brain, and every drop of blood, which cannot be dissipated and indelible, just like a curse Follow me forever."

Bingley was talking to himself, not seeing his good friend's increasingly struggling and painful face.

"Look, Fitzwilliam." Bingley touched his chest and murmured, "Because I know that the carriage is moving away from Elizabeth, my heart has already started to feel cold and empty. Love is like this, the more you Hiding, the more she hides, the more she refuses to admit it, the more she wants you to be sad, painful, and heartbroken. She teases you cunningly, tortures you viciously, tramples you arrogantly, and finally wants you to be willing and surrender."

"Enough, Charles, you've said enough." The pale Darcy abruptly interrupted Bentley's aria-like narration.

Mr. Bingley stared blankly at Darcy, who had always been calm and restrained, a little confused.After a long while, he said aggrievedly: "Fitzwilliam, what happened to you today? You have never expressed impatience with my chatter before. I just feel sad today because I am leaving Miss Elizabeth."

"Okay, okay, go ahead, Charles. I shouldn't interrupt you." Darcy said, closing his eyes and waving his hands.

"Well, the last sentence. I believe that Miss Elizabeth also loves me, just like me." Bingley looked into Darcy's eyes and said, "We will be happily married in the end and get everyone's blessing."

Darcy closed his eyes as if he hadn't heard Bentley's words.

happy union...

Suddenly, a figure from the forest that day appeared in front of him.Her smile is so happy, real, bright and dazzling.

"—I'm afraid the only thing you can show off is your property—"

"—what about your intelligence? your character—"

"—even if you have an annual income of ten thousand pounds, just like Mr. Darcy, I will not be stingy with giving you these two feet—"

"—your unquestionable arrogance, insolence, inhumanity, and reticence at Meryton were offensive—"

You're in luck, Darcy.

Darcy closed his eyes and said to himself in his heart.

You are not the same as Charles, so you are not, as he said, inescapable, inescapable, cursed by the worst witch.

Because she doesn't love you.

Yes, Miss Jane Bennet doesn't love you, or even thinks of you.

You are really lucky, Fitzwilliam Darcy.

You're not happy about it, but you're really lucky that you can get away.

Darcy said to himself over and over again in the carriage, as if hypnotized.