luck on thursday

Soon, Philip recovered himself, and his voice trembled: "We lost him..."

Her only child is gone.

The young little prince was taken away and disappeared in the vast crowd. They searched and searched, but no matter how much perseverance they had, no matter how long they persisted, they would gradually lose their direction. On the rooftop, overlooking the deep pine forest not far away.

Where is he?Does he remember who he is and what his name is?

How can I remember, such a small child...

"My father, thinking about his daughter and his daughter's children, has been thinking about it for more than ten years."

Philip was completely immersed in the memory, and the older gentleman asked Lin Qingyang, "Can I ask you to pretend to be my nephew? Accompany my father through the last journey of his life."

"...Three months, I only hope that you can stay in Fitz Manor for three months. During this period, Fitz Manor... No, the Fitzjeller Family will provide you with everything you want."

Lin Qingyang and Fitzgerald stared wide-eyed.

After a long time, he said "Huh?" slowly, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

Mr. Fitzgerald was still in the original posture, with his elbows resting on the table, but a trace of tension could be seen.

He looked at Lin Qingyang, expecting the young man's answer.

Lin Qingyang thought for a while, and expressed her doubts: "I can do anything, can't I?"

At that moment, he almost thought that he was the missing young master in Fitzgerald's story. They looked so similar that anyone with a little vision would think of it.

But Philip didn't mention the blood test, so it probably means that Fitz Manor is very clear about him, isn't he?

Probably checked the information and found out that he is a mixed race.That probably was indeed something that the elder couldn't say.

"Yes," Philip nodded, he was always as gentle as before, Lin Qingyang relaxed, and regarded the person opposite him as an elder, "No matter the money, no matter what you want to do, Fitzgerald will support you."

"But I don't need any of that, really."

Lin Qingyang feels that after receiving a huge bonus, he has enough funds to support his life and even pursue his dreams. "I am willing to help him for free. I have worked as a volunteer in a pension apartment before and know how to take care of the elderly."

"You don't need to take care of him, Joe can just live a normal life," Philip leaned forward slightly, a little anxious, "my father has extraordinary eyesight, he can see a person's state. Joe stays outside, we ...we are not at ease."

His words revealed a lot of information, Lin Qingyang slowly leaned back in the chair, let out a breath, and glanced down.

Fitz Manor meant to keep him, right?

As soon as Mr. Fitzgerald's words fell to the ground, Lin Qingyang immediately reacted sharply.

Leaving him to stay in Fitz Manor, he can do anything, the price is only small, take care of the old man - this kind of pie-in-the-sky business is really unfair.

"I want to ask, is there a price, right?" Lin Qingyang said softly.

"The price...?" The other party was a little confused, but suddenly reacted, and smiled reassuringly, "Of course, father may take you out to attend some old friends' gatherings."

Lin Qingyang raised her eyebrows, and immediately thought of the follow-up: "Even if I will leave in three months?"

Philip promised: "For the following matters, Fitzgerald will bear all the responsibilities and other consequences."

Mr. Fitzgerald hoped that he would stay, Lin Qingyang stared at the light-colored pupils of the middle-aged gentleman, and discovered this.

He didn't know why, but it didn't do any harm, did it?

He smiled and said, "Okay. Sounds like a heavenly prize."

Philip winked at him mischievously, and pushed the wheelchair out: "You can be regarded as an add-on to the lucky prize."

"This add-on is really expensive...if I'm extravagant enough." Lin Qingyang couldn't help but said.

But no one questioned that, "But Joe is a good thrifty boy, everyone knows that."

Lin Qingyang followed Louis and walked upstairs, where the servants had arranged the guest room in advance, while Philip put his elbows on the armrest of the wheelchair, sighed with emotion, and together with the old butler behind him, looked at the blue-eyed room. The back view of Hitomi's young man saying goodbye to his friends.

After Morris and Fitzgerald exchanged business cards, they wisely decided to leave here first.

He seemed to have discovered something from the clues.

perhaps.

After a long time, the old housekeeper looked to the side.

"Sir, you can tell the young master directly about him."

The walls of the hall are inlaid with countless long mirrors, which are reflected repeatedly, accompanied by the streamer refracted under the bright chandelier.

Philip thought: "Tell him, and then?"

Does he think everything is a joke?Or do you want to smash the first half of his life and tell him that now is the right track of his life?

"I've read the information that Louis gave me before." Philip Fitzgerald covered the lower half of his face with his palm, and his expression was unclear. It's exactly what I imagined."

"Before he was 16, he did community work nearly a hundred times for a meager pay; after he became an adult, he worked part-time everywhere. What's more, his adoptive parents didn't treat him well."

"Would he resent us if I said it outright, would he resist—didn't get him back in time? Leave him alone. Is he of school age now, but Joe's out of school."

This is what he is worried about, although the probability of his worrying point happening is not high.

The old housekeeper was speechless for a while, and said softly: "But most people will be very surprised." Surprisingly, he is actually a blood that is wandering outside.

"If this is the case, of course it's best. But I want to relax, at least not so intense," Philip laughed. "Maybe you will soften your heart and stay in the manor during this period of cultivating and cultivating feelings? And, you also Knowing that Fitzgerald is not absolutely safe."

Lin Qingyang had no idea what the two gentlemen were talking about downstairs, he only knew that the guest room and even the toilet were much bigger than his original room!

"This……"

Is this really a guest room? !

Isn't this really a master bedroom or something? ! !

This room is comparable to a suite!

Although from the outside, the castle itself occupies a huge area, but Lin Qingyang walked from the guest room door to the living room, study room, reception room and various functional rooms, until he walked to the largest bedroom, and walked for a full minute.

He looked up and looked around. After a long time, he squeezed out a few words: "... am I awake now?"

Of course he was awake, and he could still look at the room he was going to live in very clearly... What is this room!

Lin Qingyang stepped on the carpet lightly, and the woven long-haired carpet with gorgeous patterns was softly spread out, completely covering his feet, as if he was stepping on the clouds.

He turned around, focused on the quaint floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room, and the long cabinet with carved patterns that seemed to be made by craftsmen in the last century, and finally focused all his attention on the large one in the center of the room And fluffy bed.

Looks like it could fit ten of them rolling around on it!

Louis took the black bag that Lin Qingyang was still carrying, and hung it on the hanger at the door of the bedroom, with a smile in his gray-green pupils.

"Joe has a good rest this afternoon," he said, "Sir, you are not in a hurry as you said before."

"Okay." Lin Qingyang responded softly.

Holding back until Louis left and closed the door, Lin Qingyang rubbed the carpet pretendingly, walked around the room, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and opened the curtains, the bright sky flooded in like a flood.

From here, you can see most of the scene in front of the Fitz Manor Castle, and it is one of the rooms with the best viewing experience.

On the large lawn under the manor, there are still many servants working diligently. When looking into the distance from the car, they are covered by the lawn; Black spots, moving slowly.

The clouds were surging, and the deep pine forest spread out from the left wall of the manor, seemingly endless.

After all, Lin Qingyang turned his head back suddenly, rushed to the side of the big bed, and jumped up fiercely, the soft bed completely wrapped his body, he didn't even take off his shoes, cheered, and played on the bed. Thumping back and forth like an acrobatic, the door slammed lightly, and I didn't even hear someone knocking on the door and coming in.

"Oh--"

In the end, he slammed his head on the edge of the bed, and saw an extra pair of leather shoes on the carpet as if headlong.

... God, what is he doing!

Lin Qingyang slid to the side at a speed she had never used before, and forced herself into a neat and dignified posture: "Mr. Wilfred? Is there something wrong, or is Mr. Fitzgerald calling me something? "

He tilted his head as a cover, pretending that nothing happened before, and Louis didn't see anything.

Mr. Wilfried, who had just entered, put his fist to his lips and smiled subtly.

Lin Qingyang's face almost exploded, he covered his face, never expecting that he would tear off his dignified and reliable persona in front of others.He silently moved to the side of the bed, trying not to look at Louis.

"Mister said that there is a dinner party next Wednesday night, and you need to attend." Louis said.

Lin Qingyang was startled, her eyes widened: "What? So fast...?"

"It's just a gathering of some old friends, take it easy. Sir, you are Fitzgerald's young master from now on, so naturally you have to attend these banquets."

Louis put his hand on Lin Qingyang's shoulder, and pulled it lightly. Lin Qingyang's vision trembled for a while, and he sat on the armchair involuntarily, looking at the floor-to-ceiling mirror in a daze. Louis stood behind him, with his hands on his shoulders. on his shoulders.

The young man has a deep and handsome face, his gray-green pupils are reflected in the light, and he looks extremely focused; while the shorter boy is sitting on the armchair, holding on to the armrest, and the floor-to-ceiling mirror completely frames the figures of the two.

"You can't just wear this at the banquet, young master."

The breathing on the back of the neck was warm, Lin Qingyang stared blankly, suddenly shrunk his neck suddenly, laughed and leaned forward: "Why are you shouting like that all of a sudden?"

Louis also had a relaxed tone, as if he was just talking about having steak for dinner today: "Because from today on, I will be your housekeeper."

Lin Qingyang was taken aback, and looked at Louis.

Although this butler has only a three-month warranty period, from today onwards, he actually has a butler!

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