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Hearing such news, Mrs. Frank, who had seen the big scene, also took a breath. She asked carefully about the causes and consequences of the matter, and couldn't help being frightened. +++Mobile reading visit m.lightnovelpub.net

Seeing Mrs. Frank's expression also very solemn, Irene became even more anxious, and she anxiously urged: "Mother, think of a solution!"

Mrs. Frank was so troubled by her headache that she finally sorted out her thoughts. She patted her daughter's hand for comfort, and tried her best to speak in a calm-sounding voice: "Andre is dead, if he is willing to point out You, your Highness will never let him have an accident before he identifies you.

Andre’s death proved that he didn’t say anything. Even if he said, people are dead. There is no evidence of death. Our Franks are also relatives of the imperial family. Your father is also a figure of face in the royal city. There is no evidence, Your Highness. Should not act rashly. "

Irene's mind was in a mess. At this moment, after listening to her mother's suggestion, she found the crux, and gradually stopped crying, "Then what should I do now?"

"Hurry up and send someone to bring your father back. The sooner the better, this matter can't be kept from him anymore. Perhaps your father will come forward and sell his old face in front of the temple, and some will be restored." Mrs. Frank pushed. She gave her a hand and told her to go out quickly.

"Then my marriage with His Royal Highness... He humiliated me in front of so many people..." Irene stood anxiously and refused to leave, thinking about her marriage contract with Roger.

Seeing her reaction, Mrs. Frank almost fainted with anger, and for the first time in her life she yelled in disregard of her image: "When is it all! My life is gone, you are still thinking about the marriage contract!"

Irene was stunned by the roar, and immediately ran out crying to find someone. She inevitably took the opportunity to expel her temper when she ordered her.

The mother and daughter waited anxiously, but before Duke Frank came, they waited for Roger and Anora to come.

When she heard these two names, Irene was so scared that she almost smashed the ceramic tea cup in her hand.

Anora and Roger were sitting in the lobby on the first floor of the Frank Manor drinking tea.

Before coming, Annola went back to the apartment and changed her dress accidentally stained with blood. She wore a bright yellow simple dress. Her long soft hair was casually pulled behind her head. Her face looked as usual without any clues. .

Roger sat next to her, his cold face without the slightest wave, his face was as black as the suit on his body.

Irene followed Mrs. Frank timidly, her eyes were swollen with tears, like two walnuts under her eyelids. Compared to the delicate makeup of Anola, it looked more radiant than the delicate makeup of Anola. .

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Frank asked Roger to sit down. What made her uncomfortable was that Anora, who was pretending to be submissive when we met before, didn't even lift her eyelids.

But thinking that at this time the entire Frank's family is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, there is no such thing as a lot of leisure and leisure to find Anora.

Irene also bowed, sat down close to her mother timidly, and glanced at Roger secretly. Her eyes suddenly became very bitter when she passed Anora. She didn't expect Anora to change her previous style. Looking back at her coldly.

The sharp eyes cut on her like a knife, and she couldn't help shivering.

"I don't know why your Royal Highness and Miss Anola suddenly visited?" Mrs. Frank held Irene's hand secretly to help her stabilize her mind.

In fact, she also noticed Anora's changes, not only not as submissive as before, but also with a strong aura.

Reminiscing that Irene had just confided the truth about Anora's identity to her, a bad premonition quietly grew from the bottom of my heart.

Roger glanced at their mother and daughter coldly, and said in a colder tone: "You don't need to test each other with me, I remember I warned you before, right?"

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Lin's face suddenly turned pale, and she still pretended to be calm.

"I don't quite understand what your Highness meant." Mrs. Frank pushed Irene, hinting that she would go and see when her father would return.

All their little actions fell in Roger's eyes, but Roger didn't care about it, because today even if his father is here in person, he will not give in.

"I once entrusted the Franks to take care of a total of 56,03 large and small stores in the world for me. There are no less than 3,700 sea, land and air transportation routes, and there are some fragmentary industries. Not listed one by one..."

Roger's tone is very calm, but Mrs. Frank's face is getting more and more ugly.

"Now, I will take back all the management rights, except that all the shipping lines on the west coast have been handed over to Ryan, and I will let Ryan come and hand over clearly with your people, and try to finish it within a week." Luo Jie didn't pay attention to Mrs. Frank's reaction at all, but took Anora's hand affectionately.

Her fingers were cold, and he could feel her disgust for everything here, if it weren't for Anora's strong request to come, he would never bring her.

Anora glanced at Roger and forced a smile to signal that he was okay.

The interaction between them happened to fall in the eyes of Irene who came back from the outside, and the flame of jealousy swallowed her instantly. She wished to go to the kitchen to find a knife to stab this **** to death.

Anora also felt her gaze. Anora raised her head and stared at Irene coldly, and made a mouth shape to her, instantly causing Irene's blood to freeze.

Mrs. Frank was still immersed in the huge shock, without even realizing the existence of her daughter.

She stood up in a panic, seeming to feel this disgraceful, and then sat down awkwardly, and bluntly pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying at Roger.

"His Royal Highness, for such a big matter, I think you should wait for the Lord Duke to come back, and you will discuss it again. I am a woman and I can't do this kind of thing."

Roger raised his eyelids lazily, glanced at her, and said coldly, "Even if Duke Frank returns, do you think he can be my lord?"

A simple question shocked Mrs. Frank in a cold sweat. Didn't these words give them a real pretentious hat?

She waved her hand in a panic, repeatedly denying: "No, no, your Royal Highness has misunderstood. The property belongs to your Royal Highness. Naturally, your Royal Highness has the final say. It's me who said the wrong thing. After all, it's a woman and cannot be on the stage."

Anora, who had been sitting aside and never spoken, heard this, and suddenly sneered, faintly said: "Madam's words are presumptuous. You and Ling Ai have a good method. How can you say that you are a woman who can't be on the stage? What about others?"

A sumptuous dinner has already been prepared in the villa, which are all Xia Ning's favorite dishes. Yi Yunrui tasted everything. When he tried the sweet and sour pork loin, he frowned slightly.

He scooped up a bowl of mellow and refreshing corn soup and handed it to Xia Ning: "You can eat something casually. This dish does not suit your taste. I'll go and cook it again."

"Husband, I didn't actually make such a fuss," Xia Ning hurriedly stopped him: "You are also tired, just eat like this!"

"I'm not tired," Yi Yunrui raised her hand and rubbed her head with a petting face: "I have an obligation to make you enjoy every meal."

As he said, he turned around and went out. The lobby manager waiting in the dark greeted him with fear, wiped the cold sweat on his face and asked, "Yi Shuai, but what's wrong?"

"The ratio of sweet and sour is wrong." Yi Yunrui glanced at him blankly: "Where is the kitchen?"

The lobby manager was about to cry, and he would suffer himself. He turned around decisively to lead the way, and promised: "Because our chef is not skilled, Yi Shuai rest assured, I immediately fired him!"

Yi Yunrui didn't care about these trivial matters. He borrowed the kitchen and made a new sweet and sour pork tenderloin. Then he returned to Xia Ning, took another tenderloin and handed it to her mouth: "Wife, try it."

The tender tenderloin, plus a layer of sweet and sour skin, is very mellow. Xia Ning gave a thumbs up, but swept it clean like a raging cloud.

Then he was struggling again.

While digesting, Xia Ning glanced at the completely darkened sky outside and asked, "Husband, shall we go hiking now?"

"Go tomorrow, rest early, get up early, let's watch the sunrise," Yi Yunrui took out a few brand new shoe boxes and placed them in front of her, all of which are world-renowned sports shoe brands, full of money: "But you can try the shoes first."

As early as when he pointed to the top of the mountain, Xia Ning already had relevant guesses. It is not surprising to hear that, but he raised his eyes and squinted at him while trying on the shoes: "Then you will have a peace of mind tonight, otherwise I I really can't get up."

She didn't know what she was like now, her eyes were flowing, her face was bright, and she was a bit seductive... Yi Yunrui's eyes deepened, and she mutely promised: "I can hold you up."

"What's the point of that?" Xia Ning pursed her lips, thinking in her heart that if there are other tourists climbing the mountain and seeing her being held all the way, how embarrassing and embarrassing?

Even if there are no other people, it is not good to be seen by the little animals in the mountains!

"Today is our anniversary after all," Yi Yunrui hesitated looking at her pretending to be fierce, and gave in half a step: "Then...I'll control it a little bit."

With his arm breaking his thigh, Xia Ning reluctantly agreed, and then fully realized that his "slight control" was really completely literal, and it was not fake at all.

The next day, when Yi Yunrui was awakened, Xia Ning felt that she had just fallen asleep, and she was a little confused.

"Or," Yi Yunrui looked at her with a look of sleepiness and hesitated: "I won't go today, will you sleep for a while?"

"I want to go." How can I give up halfway when I deliberately ran to the scenic spot to watch the sunrise? Xia Ning reluctantly struck the spirit of the starting point, and got up.

"I'll help you wash." Yi Yunrui stopped her and picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

Xia Ning was not so lazy, and insisted on pushing him out. At this time, most of his sleepiness had been awakened, and he was completely energetic after freshening up, but his waist was really sore!

Glancing angrily at someone full of energy, Xia Ning put on her shoes and put a coat on her body.

"In the morning, it will be a bit cold in the mountains." Yi Yunrui said as he raised her arm and put on her coat for her.

Xia Ning blushed and followed him out.

The mountains in the morning are indeed a bit cooler, but the air is also exceptionally fresh, full of the fragrance of plants and trees. I took a deep breath and felt comfortable all over my body.

"Lu Hei, it's not easy to walk, I'll take you." Out of the villa, to the steps up the mountain, Yi Yunrui held her hand and led her up.

Xia Ning trusted him wholeheartedly, and gave him full control of the direction, half-distracted, and looked at the surrounding scenery in a blink of an eye. This scenic spot is named as the ancient style. Even the street lights are ancient style. The thin pillars are carved with complicated patterns. The hexagonal palace lanterns exude shining light, and the red tassels that are set against the hanging down are particularly bright.

The rustling morning breeze blew to her ears, blowing the hair that Xia Ning had taken care of into a mess. She was not annoyed, but combed it with her free hand.

When Yi Yunrui saw it, he said, "Tie it up so that you don't cover your sight and you may fall down easily."

"Yeah." Xia Ning had no objection, but just forgot about it, so he took out the comb and rubber band from the bag that he carried with him. Just about to act, Yi Yunrui took the things.

"You turn around and I'll comb it."