The plan to spend the time after 10 o'clock failed, and Aldrich sighed helplessly as he watched Andrea walk into the school gate.

Aldrich was very happy when he accepted the task of 'Opening a Small Stove'. After all, the two were alone, and the atmosphere was very good at night. Unfortunately, Andrea is a very serious character. Once she starts studying, she will not say anything else. no.

Back home alone, Aldridge washed and fell asleep.

...

Sunderland, carrying a small suitcase, came to the extraordinary gathering place in a casual manner.

Different from the extraordinary gatherings at Huodu, Spurzy's extraordinary gatherings are very frequent, and the extraordinary gathering that Tai Vallon introduced basically happens once a week.

Really idle panic.

As soon as Sunderland entered the door, he saw Taivalon in the corner of the room with his chest bare, holding a bottle and blowing wine.

He was sitting on a leather sofa by himself, and there was a leather sofa opposite, but no one else would come near this position.

Taiwalon was not well-liked, and no one was uncomfortable in front of him who was obviously in a bad mood.

A slight smile appeared on Sunderland's mouth. Tai Vallon's state was trouble for others, but for him, it was an opportunity.

The other party is frustrated.

He walked over slowly, and sat comfortably on the sofa opposite Tai Vallon.

Taiwalon opened his hazy eyes, and said with a drunken chuckle, "Andy! Come on, let's drink together!"

'Andy' rolled his eyes and said in disgust, "I want to drink and go to the bar, what kind of wine are you drinking here?"

Taiwalon took another gulp and hummed, "Bar? Going there to be laughed at by others?"

"Who dares to laugh at you? The third young master of the Alendine family." Sunderland mocked and mocked, knowing that the bar the other party was talking about must be an aristocratic bar... Well, it's also called a 'club'.

"Anyone can, everyone can!" Taiwalon roared. "In Spurzy, who doesn't know I'm a piece of shit?"

Sunderland turned his ears with his little thumb and said coldly, "If you think I like being yelled at, then you're probably mistaken."

There was no intention of caring about Taiwalon's identity in his tone, but rather disdain.

But in his heart, he was about to laugh:

What kind of stimulation did this guy see!

"you……"

Tai Vallon was even more upset, and was about to vent, but when his eyes met Sunderland's cold eyes, he shivered instantly, and his whole body softened.

This kind of look that seems to be looking at garbage is exactly the same as that person!

When Sunderland came into contact with Tai Vallon, he was never a good image, and his speech was never gentle, but with a gun and a stick.

With such a good opportunity, of course he has to choose to be more ruthless.

Don't let this person realize how 'trash' he is, he won't cherish a deal that can help him out of trouble.

Take your time - that's all the advice Mr. Mentor has given him on this matter.

Now is the time!

Sunderland's squinted eyes seemed to glow.

Taiwalon's arms trembled slightly, and he poured wine into his mouth with blank eyes, and his mind became a mess.

Sunderland is a little strange. According to his character, he didn't get angry when he was so agitated by his own words?

On the contrary, it looks like... that it has been hit too deeply.

No, am I so fierce? Sunderland was a little puzzled.

Sunderland thought for a few seconds and said, "Tell me, what happened, such a dead look."

Taiwalon looked at him, was silent for a while, and finally said, "My father has engaged me."

"Oh?"

"The other party is a small noble in the town." Taiwalon said with a blurred look.

Sunderland knew in his heart, no wonder he looked so ghostly.

The marriage of the nobles is like a politics... no, it should be said that it was originally a politics.

The more powerful the noble, the more noble the person who chooses to marry, and vice versa.

With the background of the Alendin family, normally, Taiwalon's wife must be at least the daughter of a marquis, but Marquis Alendin arranged for Taiwalon the daughter of a minor noble.

Hey! I would rather give up the honor of some nobles and make such an arrangement, that is, tell Tai Vallon naked and tell everyone that you are a marginal person in the family, and you will not have the slightest possibility of inheriting the family business.

Tai Vallon was completely desperate, so he was drinking here.

Sunderland changed his mind. Doesn't the appearance of the other party show that he had some ambitions before?

He fixed his eyes on Tai Vallon and asked, "I have always wondered why you are only a rank 2 Beyonder now."

The answer to that question is obvious, but Sunderland wants to hear him say that.

Say it yourself.

Taiwalon's nostrils got bigger, and after passing a few mouthfuls of anger, he finally said in a sullen voice, "My secret 'mystery' doesn't have a rank 3 potion."

He drank and told the truth about it.

Sunderland did not stop and continued to ask aggressively, "Why did you choose this 'mystery'?"

This question finally hit Taiwalon's nerves, and he roared with a flushed face: "I didn't want to choose, I was just deceived! Damn... Damn, I am surrounded by his people!"

His voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of others, and then turned back.

Sunderland was shocked, and suddenly thought, shouldn't there be the other party's eyeliner here?

No, there is no need to doubt it, there must be!

Sunderland was a little scared... If the deal he was about to propose was known to that person, he might not get any good results.

so far so good……

However, Sunderland thought about it, and felt that it would not matter if he was known, he still had Mr. Mentor.

Thinking of the scene of being rescued by his mentor in Huo Dushi, he felt a sense of security in his heart.

Sunderland patted his clothes and stood up, made a gesture out of everyone's sight, and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

After all, ~lightnovelpub.net~ walked away casually, but his eyes looked around the people around him and found the main goal of the night.

That's right, Tywalon was just a surprise, and his target tonight was the lady with the burn on her face.

Mr. Tutor suddenly sent a letter a few days ago, asking him to contact her first.

After dealing with Taiwalon's affairs in a while, contact her immediately to try...

Sunderland looked away and walked to the bathroom.

This is a mansion, and Sunderland doesn't know who the organizer is, but it's still luxurious and the bathroom is big enough.

He entered one of the compartments, did not go to the toilet, took out the pen and paper he carried with him, and wrote something quietly.

After a while, the sound of someone else walking in was heard in the bathroom.

"Cough cough!"

Sunderland coughed softly, and the new footsteps crept into the cubicle next to him.