luck on thursday

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qingyang and Morris looked at each other.

"Then next, we can enter the Fitz Manor, have lunch at the Fitz Manor, and even have a face-to-face conversation with Mr. Fitzgerald?!" Lin Qingyang suddenly felt a great sense of reality.

Morris nodded: "Yes, that's it... Joe! How are you? Don't get dizzy!"

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When the pointer pointed to eleven o'clock, under everyone's high expectation, a black convoy came from afar... a black convoy came!

They came from the other side of the block in an orderly manner, and the last one followed by another, stopped at the gate of Morris's house, and many bodyguards in black suits descended from them, separating the surrounding reporters.

At this time, a young man with gray-green pupils got off the front car. He was dressed more solemnly than before, as if he was not here to pick up the lucky winner of the lottery, but to attend some international conference or socialite. A luxurious banquet.

Someone recognized him: "Wait, this isn't..."

"Mr. Louis Wilfred! The pride of Fitz Manor! How could it be him..."

The young butler smiled, straightened his snow-white gloves and cuffs, and stepped forward to ring the doorbell.

Lin Qingyang was lying on the bed like a salted fish, when the doorbell rang, Morris came and knocked on his door.

"Quick, Joe," said my friend through the door, "put on your clothes, and remember not to mess up your hair."

Lin Qingyang understood in a second, after all, it is not an interesting thing to put a newspaper on the head of the chicken coop.

He took a deep breath and opened the door with excitement. The familiar face of Mr. Wilfred suddenly appeared. Lin Qingyang blinked and took a step back.

"Am I dazzled?" Lin Qingyang muttered to himself, "Louis?"

"Wifred?" Morris also recognized Louis, maybe they are still in the same circle, if you look at Morris's enthusiasm for spending money before, "You...Why did Fitz Manor send you out?"

"Sir asked me to pick up Joe."

Louis stepped forward, approached Lin Qingyang, bent slightly, and said with a smile, "Joe?"

Lin Qingyang was a little dazed. When Louis approached, he could smell a very clear pine scent, just like staying in a forest that had snowed in winter.He quickly came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "I just didn't expect Louis to pick me up. Let's go then? I'm really curious about the famous Fitz Manor."

"The estate is beautiful, you will like it."

Louis led the way in front, and when he was going out, a group of people around him kept snapping and taking pictures. When Lin Qingyang was photographed, he subconsciously wanted to put on a smirk for taking pictures, but soon Louis blocked most of the shots, which made him really relieved in one breath.

The three got into the car, and the convoy drove away slowly, heading out like a dragon. The reporters who couldn't catch up with the convoy had to scatter angrily, took out their phones and asked their colleagues to stay at the gate of Fitz Manor.

Lin Qingyang recognized that this was the car that Louis took him home last time. He sat in the back seat of the car this time, looked at the driver's face, and pried open the small built-in cabinet with ease, and found that there were many different kinds of There are a wide variety of candies, even the fudge he has occasionally eaten.

"Louis, how do you know that I like this brand?" Lin Qingyang said in surprise, peeled one and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "I thought that Louis would only buy famous big-brand candies."

The driver who was driving steadily glanced at the rearview mirror, his gray-green pupils were full of smiles, and avoided the point: "Is it delicious?"

Lin Qingyang nodded seriously: "Yeah!"

Morris looked at Lin Qingyang, then at Louis, his eyebrows almost raised to the horizon: "Joe, you actually know Wilfred."

"I met on the train before," Lin Qingyang is also willing to tell his story to his friends. After he gets the [-] million and becomes a billionaire, all the things the rich man has experienced before will only become people's gossip. , "And the last time you said to go to Maple Leaf Avenue, it was Louis who showed me around!"

Morris listened, and glanced at the driver indiscriminately.

"I didn't know that Wilfred was so warm-hearted. His classmates who had been with him for many years came to him, but they were all turned away."

Lin Qingyang tilted her head: "Huh?"

The driver listened, just let out a chuckle, reached out and unscrewed the car radio, and played a soft pure music.

He drew out his tone lazily: "Because Joe is more likable than you."

Morris twitched the corner of his mouth and let out an emotionless laugh. Lin Qingyang glanced at his friend, then at Louis, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

Fitz Manor is located in the northern outskirts of Roseburg. It is a gathering place for the rich in everyone's perception. The rich people in this suburban manor are all bigwigs who can be counted with one hand, and they can all be picked up on TV. kind of.

The convoy drove to the gate of the manor, and the ready security quickly verified their identities. Instead of getting out of the car, they drove straight in from the main road of the iron gate of the manor. The iron gate slowly closed behind them, and many Unrelated people are stopped outside.

Lin Qingyang leaned close to the car window, looked into the distance through the transparent glass of the car window, and sighed in amazement: "What a big manor!"

From his perspective, he can see the tall pine trees planted around the manor, like silent giants, guarding the surroundings of the manor.The thick and deep green is pressed down, dotted with a few withered yellow vines and ripe small wild fruits, which is quite wild.

The vehicle drove across the flat avenue, and there were some stone roads on both sides for people to walk on. On the huge green lawn, three or two servants could be vaguely seen taking care of it. Lin Qingyang looked from a distance, and saw several servants in the corner on the other side of the fountain. Wooden swings and seesaws are very small, so they should be specially prepared for the little master.

"Louis!"

What did he see!

"Does Fitz Manor still have animals?!"

"Of course," the young gentleman skillfully slowed down and parked in a special parking space, "but there are not many of them. They only keep some gentle animals, and they are not too big. What you see is the only free-ranging creature in the manor."

Lin Qingyang saw a deer!

Its fur is smooth and beautiful, and its pattern is as smooth as a cloud. When it finds the movement of a vehicle, it will not leave with a neigh, but stays in place quietly. After a while, it slowly walks away by itself, becoming a ghost in the pine forest phantom.

Louis got out of the car and opened the car door for Lin Qingyang. After Lin Qingyang thanked him, he followed Louis and walked towards the main building of the manor - a castle.

It is not the style that Lin Qingyang has seen in any book, if I insist, it is more like a collection of various styles, gorgeous and simple.

The main part is traditional and dignified. There are several exquisitely carved Roman columns and holy figures, and the spiers stand tall. Compared with the castle, it looks like a church;

The side hall next to it is mixed with a lot of modern style designs, with stained glass and silver-gray alloy stone pillars, which is dazzling, but so many styles are put together, but it does not look very abrupt.

"Mister built it himself," Louis replied, seeing the doubts in Lin Qingyang's heart, "Madam drew the draft. After Madam passed away, Mister refined Madam's manuscript, and then built the current Fitz Manor."

The gate of the castle opened slowly, and a figure appeared in the center behind the gate of the castle. On both sides were servants lined up neatly, with solemn expressions. Lin Qingyang felt a little guilty for some reason. He didn't pay attention, stepped on Louis' shadow, and was burned. retracted as if.

In the middle of the wheelchair was Mr. Philip Fitzgerald.

He wore a formal and elegant suit, combed his hair up completely, and applied an unknown amount of hairspray to fix it, and there were even large reflections under the lights in the hall;

His expression was also serious and reserved, but when he saw Lin Qingyang, he immediately laughed, kindly like an old father who hasn't seen his son grow taller for many years.

Lin Qingyang was embarrassed to hide in Louis' shadow again, he scratched his chin and walked out, greeting: "Well, good afternoon, Mr. Fitzgerald, I'm Joe Lunn..."

"Welcome to Fitz Manor, Joe." The other party's attitude was outrageously gentle.

It was still Louis who led the way, and Lin Qingyang and Morris followed behind. Just as Lin Qingyang secretly looked at the decoration of the manor castle, Philip also secretly looked at Lin Qingyang who was walking ahead.

He really looks like Alia, not to mention exactly the same, there are six or seven points similar, especially the pair of eyes, which are exactly the same as Alia when she was a child. When she smiles, they shine brightly, like the crown hidden deep in the castle. So much for the most beautiful gemstones set in it.

And this face, this nose and mouth...Although it is mixed with his father's blood, Alia's shadow can still be seen.

Alia was his older sister, who eloped to the east and returned to them one day with her infant son in her arms.

Everyone thought that she had given up on the dead oriental man. It wasn't until Mrs. Fitz was kidnapped and she saved him by suicide that she found out that she still had the will to die.

But it was too late, she left behind her youngest son, who disappeared into the world.

The Fizzes, who had no children, raised their sister's young child as their own until the little prince disappeared without them noticing.

Now, after looking for more than ten years, I finally found it.

At that time, Louis called and said that he saw a young boy who looked like Alia, and he was still a little bit incredulous.

They have frantically searched for a while, even as long as there is a blue-eyed boy, they will use their resources to investigate, but after looking forward to it, they are deeply disappointed. Thousands of boys have been searched - no, not a single one is .

They missed their little prince, that limp boy who would run over with a sway, and stick to someone's leg with a snap, so sticky that no one else could walk.

Madam would pick him up, pinch his little cheeks, and when it hurt, he would narrow his big blue eyes, tears welling up, causing everyone to panic, turning his head and laughing like a fool, It's as if nothing happened.

Before the wife was seriously ill and left, she used to lie on the bed and look at the photos.

What did she say at that time?

Correct.

She first looked at the photo of Alia, weeping silently, then turned the page and saw the photo of the little prince when he was a child, obediently lying in the arms of the adults, the photo was illuminated by the sunlight from the window of the ward, and the people in the photo smiled like sunshine .

will find him?

Mr. Fitzgerald held his wife's hand and remained silent.

Yes, of course I will.

The author has something to say: The collection of orz salted fish has finally not been frozen in the past two days