midday Inside a private room in a western restaurant.
Sill, she was staring out the floor-to-ceiling glass windows at the dense forest.
Qiao Gen, who was sitting opposite her, said excitedly: "Miss Lister, now our plan has been successfully carried out to the second step, and as long as Miss you successfully coax him to get a marriage certificate, then our plan will not be far from success."
"On the day of departure, when I drove the boat to the sea more than 100 miles from the coast, I deliberately destroyed the motive of the boat, so that the boat lost its buoyancy and sank to the bottom of the sea, and then I put on a shark suit and swam back to shore."
"Then I will play a drama with you, Miss, to the media and the public, who encountered a typhoon and accidentally sunk the ship on the way, and I, the captain, were lucky to return safely, and Mr. and the ship accidentally sank to the bottom of the sea."
"At that time, oh by then, we will not only avenge Mr.
Rister, but we will also get all the property in his name because you have obtained a marriage certificate from him, Miss."
"My God, Mr.
Rist would be glad if he knew this in heaven."
The more Georgen spoke, the more excited he became.
He picked up the wine glass on the table and handed it to Syl, and said in a trembling voice with excitement, "Come, Miss, let's make a toast to the upcoming victory" Ciel looked at Georgen for a moment, smiled bitterly, and then picked up the wine glass in front of his table and touched it with Georgen's glass.
She retrieved her glass and took a sip of it into her mouth.
The wine she called today was notoriously sweet and easy to stomach.
This wine is also known by another name, "Wine for Children." ” But when she drank it, she felt that there was no difference from the previous high-alcohol red wine and white wine, and it was even more bitter and astringent.
In the end, the taste of these wines is not true.
Her mood at this moment is so bitter and painful that she can't even tell the taste She didn't know.
At night.
After taking a shower, Syl, wearing a yukata, was walking down the hallway in the direction of the bedroom.
As she walked, she thought heavily, how would she talk to him about getting a marriage certificate After all, their wedding will be held next year according to the agreement.
You can't take the liberty of telling him that we'll get a marriage license first, and then we'll have a wedding next year.
He was so clever that if she had said that, she would have doubted something.
So you can't do that.
So what should she do?
What can be done so that he can promise to get the marriage certificate within these two weeks, and then proceed according to the plan she agreed with Mr.
Georgen on the bed.
Becca took two bottles of moisturizer and asked her father, who was sitting next to her and looked down to read the book in his hand: "Dad, do you say that I wear this strawberry-flavored sleep balm, or this rose-scented sleep balm?"
He closed the book in his hand, turned his head to look at the two bottles of moisturizer his daughter was holding, and frowned slightly, "I sniff it." ” He looked down and sniffed the two bottles of moisturizer in his daughter's hand, nodded and said, "Well, both tastes will do." ” "Ah, which one should I paint?"
Becca wrinkled sadly.
She has a hard time choosing.
It's not very serious, but it's a little bit.
Why didn't Dad give her a definite answer?
Not happy.
She looked at her lovely daughter and smiled helplessly, "It depends on what you like, you can apply whichever you like." ” "Hmm."
Becca pursed her lips and thought, and after thinking for a while, she came up with a good solution. oshow7 t1706231537: