[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The extended version of Lincoln was driving at high speed on the road leading to Manhattan. Inside the half-open car window, the short dark blond hair was blown messily by the wind. The handsome young man leaned his arms by the window, resting his hand on his cheek in a silent trance.

Ding Dong!

The alert tone of the text message brought the distracted young man back to reality. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. The three Chinese characters "little fox" danced on the screen.

It's really disgusting to ask someone to give you a cosmetic bag and leave without saying hello.When you come back, I will forgive you only if you have to kiss, hug and hold high! --Little Fox

"Pfft..." Looking at the content of the text message, Harry couldn't help grinning.

OK, I'll 'overcompensate' you. - Harry

The corner of the boy's mouth ticked slightly, he typed a few words with a smirk and sent them over.

Soon, the other side replied to the message, as if the other party was waiting for him by the phone.

I'm waiting~

Touching the three words on the screen lightly with his thumb, Harry could imagine the girl's expression when she said this, it must be eye-rolling, provocative and seductive.

"Master, we're here." The bodyguard suddenly interrupted Harry's smile.

Harry looked sideways at the mansion outside the window, pursed his lips, put away his phone and got out of the car.

"Master, welcome back." The butler who had been waiting at the door early nodded slightly to Harry who entered.

Harry looked around on the first floor, but he didn't find the figure telling him to go home. He looked back at the butler: "What about him?"

"Master is in the study." The butler replied immediately.

Harry nodded and walked up to the second floor. He walked to the door of the study, hesitated for a while with his hand on the doorknob, and finally took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

The middle-aged man who also had dark blonde hair but his face was already covered with fine lines sat quietly at the desk and looked at the documents in his hand.There was no expression on his face, and a pair of borderless eyes rested on the bridge of his nose, adding to his indifference and inhumanity.With the surrounding dark tone decoration, the atmosphere of the whole study is serious and depressing.

It was like this again, he really hated this situation to death.Harry stood silently in the middle of the study, with nothing around to provide him with a seat, as if he was an insignificant subordinate, standing here waiting for his order.

"What on earth did you ask me to do!" Harry said in a bad tone.

Norman Osborn glanced up at Harry, and said calmly, "You're still so impatient."

"Don't act like you know me well!" Harry said disgustedly.

Norman didn't care about his son's disrespect for his elders at all. He twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, showing a half-smile expression: "I not only know you, but also the trivial matters of your life."

Harry narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

"That Chinese girl..." Norman looked at Harry with satisfaction and his expression changed: "You like her very much, don't you?"

"You investigate me!" Harry snapped angrily.

"It's just a father's concern for his son." Norman replied with a smile.

"You'd better not touch her!" Harry, who knew what kind of person his father was, was horrified by his sudden smile, he frowned like an animal, and stretched out his paws to protect the food without showing any weakness, "Otherwise— "

"I didn't want to do anything to her." Norman interrupted Harry, raising his hand to signal him not to worry: "I wouldn't do anything to her either. Because the one who will really hurt her is you. "

"What do you mean by that?" The bad premonition in Harry's heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Are your hands starting to shake?" Saying this, Norman moved his gaze to Harry's unconsciously twitching fingers.

Harry lowered his head and subconsciously took his hand.

"Is it sometimes that you suddenly lose your strength?"

Norman's words made Harry's heart twitch. He was right. At some point, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably. Can't pick it up.Because of this, he once almost threw the little fox to the ground.If she hadn't developed motor nerves and stood up in time, she might have been injured that time.

It's just that he doesn't have this symptom often, only occasionally.He always thought it was just caused by cramps, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

"Do you know why I'm like this?" Harry looked at Norman with a serious expression while holding his slightly twitching arm.

"Of course." Norman raised his hand, and slowly rolled up the sleeve of his left hand: "Because I also have the same symptoms." The strong forearm, the blood vessels are slightly protruding, and the arm and five fingers are visibly twitching .

"What's going on here?" Harry couldn't resist taking a few steps closer to take a closer look. Sure enough, the symptoms of the two were very similar.

"It's hiding in your body, ready to move, waiting for the right time. It will slowly take over your body." Norman said horrifying words with a calm expression.

"What the hell?" Harry frowned.

"Reverse cell hyperplasia." Norman said with a slight sigh in his tone: "The genetic disease is also the curse of the Osborne family."

Harry's eyes widened slightly, he had never heard of any genetic diseases in the Osborne family!

Norman raised his hand and handed Harry the documents on the table, all of which were cases and various records of the Osborne family's treatment of reversed cell proliferation over the years.He didn't seem to think about his son's ability to bear it. After throwing the first mine, he immediately blew up the second one: "With the current level of medical treatment, there is no cure for this disease."

Harry controlled his emotions and quickly flipped through the documents in his hand. All the patients recorded on it, without exception, died of genetic diseases in the end.

"She is a healthy child." Norman left his seat, walked around the table and walked in front of Harry: "But you are a person with an incurable disease, who might die at any time."

With your precarious physical condition now, being with her will only harm her.

That's all I'm going to say, how you choose is up to you.

go out.

The thick curtains blocked the windows so that no light could pass through. In the dark room, the teenager lay curled up on the bed, the documents scattered around him were torn in a mess, and the words his father said to him a few days ago kept ringing in his ears. if.

he has a genetic disease

he's dying

Harry held the phone tightly with trembling hands. Under the light of the screen, his blue eyes silently looked at the text message on the screen, and the eye sockets were slightly red.

he can't hurt her...

She shouldn't be with a dying person like him.

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Harry hadn't been seen for more than ten days, and this time the disappearance was even longer than last time.

In a quiet campus, all the students are sitting in the classroom honestly and listening to the teacher's lecture.

The little fox sat on his seat bored, looking at the vacant seat next to him from time to time.Could it be that the kid made some mistake and was imprisoned by his father?Thinking of this, the idol dramas he had watched immediately appeared in the little fox's mind.

A boy from a rich family was with a Cinderella, but his family objected, so he found an excuse to lure the rich second generation home and lock him up, and then secretly dumped 500 million to Cinderella to let her leave his son.When I got home, I told the rich second generation that Cinderella was greedy for money and had already taken the money and left.

Well... the little fox held his chin with one hand, looking like he saw through the truth.I feel that the idol drama is very suitable for her current situation. Although she and Harry are just bed partners, the way they get along is still very intimate. It is normal for his family to mistake them for a couple.

In fact, the little fox guessed it right. Norman just didn't like the little fox's background, and wanted Harry to find a woman of the right family, which would be beneficial to the group.However, his methods are much better than those in idol dramas. Instead of taking the initiative to interfere with his son's feelings, he used other methods to make Harry break up consciously.

The little fox's eyes were out of focus, and his thoughts began to drift gradually.In other words, I don't know if Harry's father will give her 500 million.If she got 500 million, how would she spend it...

etc!The little fox quickly stopped his imagination.How can you think so!Couldn't Harry be worth 500 million?Quickly delete the shopping plan in your mind!

Or, let's browse Amazon first... The little fox unconsciously reached out to touch the mobile phone in the drawer.

Hum——The slight vibration of the mobile phone along with the shaking conveyed the message to the little fox.She froze for a moment, looked up at the teacher who was writing on the blackboard, then quietly took out her phone and opened it to look.

Let's break up - Harry

ah?What breakup?The little fox was stunned for a moment, and it took him two seconds to connect to the brain circuit.Is he going to end the bed partner relationship?

Why? --Little Fox

They are obviously very harmonious, and they cooperate very well, why should they end the relationship?

However, when the text message was sent, it fell into the sea.

The little fox went to the rooftop to call Harry after class, but he rang first but didn't answer, and the second time he called, the phone was turned off.

Strange, after sending a text message to end the relationship, I didn't reply, and I didn't answer the phone call, and finally turned off the phone directly.The boy's cell phone must have been confiscated by his father, the little fox guessed so.

"Fox, what's wrong with you? Why are you frowning?" Peter, who found the little fox gone, went directly to the rooftop to look for someone, and he found the target here, but the target frowned, as if he was not in a good mood.

"I'm a little hungry." The little fox, with an unchanged expression, grunted and said while clutching his stomach.She planned to go to Harry at night to see how he was doing, but she didn't like Harry, and she didn't want to see her contact him.Talking about it would only increase the trouble, so I decided not to tell him.

"Aren't you full at noon?" Peter looked at the little fox's hand covering his belly: "Did you not have a serious meal again? Only snacks?"

"Uh..." The little fox laughed dryly.

"I've said many times that snacks can't be eaten as meals. You always..." Peter said so earnestly, and he couldn't stop the chatterbox, blurting out all kinds of disadvantages of eating snacks.

The little fox was dizzy by Peter's nagging, and after a while rubbed his temples with a headache and said, "Okay, okay, I see, next time I must have a serious meal."

Peter looked at the little fox like this and knew she didn't listen at all. He sighed helplessly, but he didn't nag anymore: "Let's go." He hesitated for a while as he said this, but finally his heart beat faster He held out his hand to her.

"What are you going to do?" The little fox looked at Peter's hand, but didn't hold it.

Seeing that the little fox had no intention of holding hands with him at all, Peter felt a throbbing pain in his heart.He lowered his head and bit his lower lip, clenched his fist with his lowered hand, and stretched out to grab her wrist.

"Take you to buy food."

"Hey? Where can I buy food? School is still closed and the school gate is closed!" Peter dragged the little fox off the roof.

Peter turned his head and stretched out his finger to his lips: "Shh—"

What is this guy trying to do?The little fox watched Peter's movements and subconsciously fell silent.

Going out from the teaching building and going around to the back of the building, Peter brought the little fox to a hidden corner: "Get out from here."

"Over the wall?" The little fox stared wide-eyed.The good student Peter actually wants to jump over the wall and leave the school?Boy, you have fallen!

"Well, go out from here, and there is a supermarket at the corner of the intersection." Peter pointed in the direction with his finger.

"But the class will start soon." The little fox said awkwardly: "We will definitely not be back in time."

"In the next music appreciation class, three classes will take it together, and two people will not notice it." Peter smiled: "Okay, I will go up first, and then I will reach out to hold you."

The boy took a few steps back, his arched legs were tightly wrapped in slacks, revealing his beautiful muscular lines.He lightly shook the hair in front of his eyes, quickly took a few steps with his legs, kicked up the wall, and jumped up with his hands to clasp the edge of the wall.He smiled lightly, his arms exerted strength instantly, his body easily turned upwards, the hem of his clothes swayed with the wind, and the abdominal muscles under the fabric were faintly visible.

The little fox looked at Peter's smooth movements, and admired in his heart that he is really extraordinary now, and he doesn't look like an otaku who is a waste of sports.

The boy was sitting straddling the wall, and the sunlight cast a halo on his body.He looked down at the girl below with a smile, and stretched out his slender, white hand to her: "Come up."