readx;? I remember Quest's manor, which is in the outer circle of the West End manor district, but now it's not about Quest, it's just a comparison with this guy. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info quite a sad contrast, the car that started from Yuri's manor has stopped at the manor range of Quest.

Quest stood in front of his manor with a gloomy face, pointing in the direction of Yuri's manor to a group of teenagers, "Can't you read the door number!

Okay, that's the comparison, don't worry about this guy who is Yuri's neighbor but wasn't invited, let's follow these teenagers~

As they scrambled towards Yuri's Manor—

"Hell, it's a maze! Yuri should get a car to pick us up!"

"Don't ask so much! It's probably the only time we've been to a party like this in our lives! I think I just saw Mrs. Patton walk by......"

"Don't...... I hate any party with grown-ups, let alone a group of old men and women......"

"Well, that's Mrs. Patton! Not an old man! a little respectful, okay!*!

"Oh my God! Is that the red carpet? Are we going over? They're taking pictures, they're interviewing! Oh my God! It's like the pictures in the newspaper come to life, will we be in the newspaper tomorrow......"

"I have a stomach ache...... I don't think I'm fit for this kind of occasion...... Does anyone want to leave......

"Stay away from me, please don't throw it up! This is my mother's dress!"

"Relax!Uh, no one throws up!It's just a party! We've been to it countless times!It's not a big deal! All I care about is whether there's food at the party! Yuri's invitation says don't have breakfast! Brunch is going to be served here! Can anyone tell me what the hell brunch is now!"

"Hey...... Anyone has spare pockets? Uh, I stole a bottle of whiskey...... It doesn't look like a good idea right now...... I can't walk up the red carpet with a bottle ......."

A housekeeper-like guy stopped the group of teenagers, and thankfully, before the gang walked the red carpet, "Ladies and gentlemen, are you Young Master Yuri's guests?"

"Did he just say 'Master Yuri'?"

"I think so. ”

"Be quiet! he can hear you!"

"Hey!!Don't push me!"

"I didn't! Someone in the back pushed me! Uh, are those reporters crazy!"

"Guys...... Everyone, look over there! The reporters have run to the guy who just arrived!"

The butler-like man kept smiling and saluted the chaotic group of teenagers, "Master Yuri is in the atrium, please go this way." ”

"Finally, let's go!"

"Uh, wait a minute, I want to see what these reporters are so excited about......"

"I see the Goddess, O my Lord!"

"Uh...... If it's a mother, it's your goddess, and boys are pigs!"

"Hey! What do you say!"

"No!wait!look!it's really a goddess!!"

"Uh-well, I have to admit, she's really pretty!"

"I think her skin is glowing!"

"No! uh, that's the reporters' flashlights!"

"Who is the decrepit man next to her...... Why do I feel familiar?"

"Well, I think, that's Mr. Bishop......"

"Everyone!!Food!!"

"Well, yes, I'm hungry, what about you......"

"Me too, let's get out of here......"

From the main entrance of Yuri's Manor to the atrium, the gang was quiet - the teenagers were still concerned about current affairs, especially when it was actually Barton's national gossip. Now that this gossip appeared in front of me, it was naturally quiet, but, ha, there was nothing to hide, and a group of people walked while looking back to spy on the couple of people surrounded by reporters on the red carpet. Well, let's be clear, it's Mr. Bisharp and his new fiancée, Pretty Leli.

"Yuri!" finally saw the owner who had invited the group, and a group of people rushed over eagerly.

As Yuri is surrounded by materially and spiritually hungry teenagers, we look into the corner of the atrium.

Here stands an old woman who is the complete opposite of the 'goddess' Laili - Lady Sheila.

Mrs. Sheila is dressed in a black and white professional suit, and one of her businesses is banquet hosting~ I haven't forgotten it. Lady Sheila held her cane, the skin above her hooked nose began to twitch, and she turned her head irritably, facing the waiter beside her, "You go to the front hall, I won't go." ”

"Huh, boss, I'm just a bartender......"

"You're promoted!" Mrs. Sheila pouted, "Go!" and threw the arrangement record from her side, "Follow it! The brunch process is on it! Don't ink!"

"......" After a moment of shock, "Thank you, boss!"

Mrs. Sheila pouted and stood behind the bar. It is worth mentioning that this is a non-alcoholic bar, and the most exciting drink served here is juice mixed with milk~

Mrs. Sheila was upset and threw her cane aside, fetched herself a cup, and began to pour milk. I should be able to guess some of the reasons for the upset, Sheila doesn't want to be in the same room with Lylie.

"Hello. ”

An awkward sound came from the side porch of the atrium.

Lady Sheila's face was tilted to the side of her round eyes, looking at the place where the voice came from.

"Poof!"

Mrs. Sheila frantically wiped the milk stains from her mouth, dropped the cup, grabbed the rag under the bar, and hurriedly began to wipe the milky white from the countertop......

The bamboo-like figure walked down the side porch, came to Mrs. Sheila, pressed Mrs. Sheila's hand with her thick palms with a smile on her face, took the rag, and took over Mrs. Sheila's work, "Okay." ”

Mrs. Sheila was a little nervous, looking at her unforgettable face that she had seen once on Monday, and pursed her lips, "Are you trying to say 'hello' to me?"

"You, hello. The bamboo-like republican man looked at Mrs. Sheila's mouth and said again, "Hello." ”

Mrs. Sheila opened her mouth, and for a moment her brain was short-circuited, "Hello. ”

"Hehe, hello. ”

"Hello. Mrs. Sheila didn't know if she was just repeating what she was saying, but if she cared, Mrs. Sheila's shoulders, the starting point of her towering hunchback, were itching, and she remembered the hands that were now wiping the bar in front of her......

"Hello. ”

"Hello......" The end of the good word did not end, and there was a trace of inexplicable irritability, "Uh, do you still speak other federal words?"

"Hello. ”

"Ugh. Mrs. Sheila pouted, and it was better to continue the short circuit.

"Maitreya!"

Mrs. Sheila's eyes were drawn away by the young man's voice, which can be regarded as professionalism, because this shout belongs to the owner of this event, Master Yuri. Uh, we're not servants of Yuri's manor, we don't rely on Yuri's family to pay, let's call it another way, Jimmy Yuri, Jimmy. Mrs. Sheila's seat to work, is supposed to meet the requirements of the master, in the atrium, that is, Jimmy, Jimmy.

"Maitreya, why are you still here, you should go to the antechamber!" the only impression we had was that he had dumped Kepler's boy on Knoll Beach, and ran away from his peers around him. Look in the direction of his gaze......

Mrs. Sheila raised her eyebrows and looked at the bamboo pole man in front of her who was still helping her wipe the bar, "Mi, Maitreya?

The bamboo pole man smiled and tilted his head, "Huh?" as if in response to Sheila's 'Maitreya'.

Anyone who underestimates the role of language in communication should look at Lady Sheila's face at this point, "Well, you still don't understand what I'm saying, do you?" ”

The bamboo pole man was still smiling, keeping his head sideways, "Hello?"

Seeing Jimmy running closer, Lady Sheila frowned and pointed at herself, "Sheila, Sheila-La-" and noticed that her name was very ugly after being stretched, but Lady Sheila didn't have time to care about such a small thing for the time being, "I, Sheila." ”

The bamboo pole man seemed to understand the meaning, and smiled on his face, "Hello, Sheila." ”

Mrs. Sheila's face didn't know what the psychology was, and she smiled, "Hello." "I also don't know what psychology, I actually stretched out my hand," Maitreya. ”

As it turned out, the bamboo pole man understood this social etiquette, wiped his hands, took Mrs. Sheila's hand, and shook it lightly, with a smile that needed Mrs. Sheila to look up.

"Tsk!" Jimmy came, glancing at Lady Sheila, who was hunched on the back of her head, and took Maitreya's hand, "Father taught you social etiquette for the people in the front hall!

Mrs. Sheila's face changed in an instant, and her hands pressed on the cane beside her, but after all, she only held it hard, and did not do anything out of the ordinary. From a purely business point of view, Yuri's first major event back will be held by her, and Mrs. Sheila is a little moved.

But now it's not about this time, but—

The smile on Maitreya's face remained the same, and he looked at Jimmy, "&%¥#*&&*......"

Jimmy's face changed, and he glanced at Lady Sheila suddenly, as if instinctively, and took a trembling step back, and then began to hide it. Forcibly looking away, tensed up, and took a deep breath, "&¥%%¥......"

Mrs. Sheila's face had become very strange, how could Jimmy's clumsy disguise be ignored, "What are you talking about?!"

"Nothing!" Jimmy didn't look at Mrs. Sheila, "Well, there's no need for anyone to watch here!

Lady Sheila's hand holding her cane was even harder, and her gaze shifted to Maitreya, who was still smiling, and also looked at Lady Sheila. He raised his hand, his fingers scribbling the zigzag lines in a small area, as if he was gesturing something, and his smile was a little questioning.

Lady Sheila frowned, and could only guess what the other party meant, "What do you want to say?" Lady Sheila pursed her lips, pulled out her palm, and grasped the red knot hanging on it to Maitreya, "Are you asking this?"

The doubt on Maitreya's face disappeared, nodded, and looked at Jimmy, "&*¥#¥......"

Jimmy: "¥%......"

"If you say something in front of me that I don't understand, I promise, you'll regret it, Jimmy Yuri. Lady Sheila's hooked nose was aimed at Jimmy.

Jimmy's jaw fluttered obviously, "I, I didn't say anything, Mi, Maitreya, it's time for you to go to the antechamber, I'm just telling him to hurry up and go to the antechamber......"

Why did Jimmy, the master, who had just completely taken Mrs. Hilla seriously, explain to himself, or was he so visibly afraid?

Don't answer that question anymore.

Mrs. Sheila's hand tightened in her grip on her staff, as if it would swing it out at any moment.

"#希拉, ¥%%......" Maitreya said, with a distinctly questioning tone, and the word 'Sheila' sandwiched between them.

"Uh......" Jimmy's face was panicked, "Nervous no Sheila, kindness fills me." Uh, no, don't stress Sheila, I'm friendly...... Such. ”

"Hold your breath, Sheila, I have an umbrella. Maitreya said so.

Lady Sheila stared at Maitreya's very sincere face. But the question is, if this is the first time a person is saying a sentence in an unfamiliar language, how can you tell how sincere he is? Can you understand that when you learn to 'hiat' and then use it all over your mouth, are you really saying that you are good?

Mrs. Sheila's mind began to mess up, and she pulled the corners of her mouth, turned around directly, and walked to the other side of the buffet table, which was now being 'attacked' by teenagers. It's also looking for a place to vent your emotions, because there's already -

"Who's that ugly old woman, and why is Yuri talking to her?"

"Well, what kind of servant is it, who is that man? Maitreya? ”

"Miller. ”

"Miller, can't you see it's a republic!"

"Shh

"Why! We didn't talk about her! Look at what she's wearing, she's a servant! Whatever......!

Black Gold's cane stabbed straight into the unusually bulging ass pocket of a teenager.

At the same time as the glass shattered, the brown liquid disintegrated and soaked the poor man's pants.

"Mr. Jimmy Yuri!" Mrs. Sheila stood in front of the young man who was feeling the coldness of his lower body with a bewildered face, and was stared at by a surprised young face, "Do I still need to check the terms of the event with you!" Mrs. Sheila's voice can ensure that the whole atrium can hear, "I can only have the supplies I provide for the activities I undertake, any take-out things, food, drinks, pastimes, all ......"

Mrs. Sheila raised an eyebrow, looked at someone at the end of the table, and walked over again, "Have we met, this gentleman?"

"No, no ......"

The end of Mrs. Sheila's cane was raised, and it was directly pressed against the other person's chin, and if you looked closely, there was a dark red under the young man's chin, which perfectly matched the outline of Mrs. Sheila's cane.

Mrs. Sheila raised an eyebrow, "No, no." Turning to look at Jimmy, "Is this your friend, Mr. Jimmy Yury?" ”

"Uh, yes, yes, don't ......"

"I see Smith's name is on the invitation list, is he here?" Mrs. Sheila didn't care about Jimmy.

"No ......"

"Yes. You're lucky, young man. (To be continued.) )