After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

A car stopped at the gate of the manor, and Layton, whose head was wrapped in gauze and his nose was swollen, got out of the car. His new wound was not healed, and he was on crutches and needed a servant to help him.

"Is this wedding over so soon?"

He took off his hat and threw it to the servant, looking at the guests in the hall.

"There were some accidents on the road." The servant in the manor replied.

They looked at him with strange eyes, and said in a low voice, "You will come to the door some other day."

"I'm here to give Master Lizzie a wedding present and a gift for Sera." He waved to the people behind, and a heavy box was dragged in in front of everyone.

Khalida, who was well aware of the gossip, deliberately went to Rose Hill and said, "It seems that Mr. Layton is going to take advantage of today to get engaged to Miss Serra. Mrs. Josie said that they are a perfect match."

"Perfect match? With a widower? She is embarrassing on purpose."

Someone next to him immediately exaggerated and catered, "Mr. Layton is old enough to be Miss Serra's uncle."

Rose Hill took a step back, avoided the group of women, and walked away slowly.

Layton quickly felt that the expressions of the people around him were not right. When he leaned on a cane and took a glass of wine, and was about to go to the living room, his figure stopped.

"Duke Rosehill." His mouth twitched, and he called out his name with some trembling.

When the man came to him, the difference in height caused him to lower his head slightly, his somewhat coquettish dark red eyes were like an abyss, and he was assessing the danger of the person in front of him with the eyes of examining his prey.

The excessive sense of oppression made Layton flustered.

"What did you come to bring to Sera?" Rose Hill's voice was so low that people began to tremble.

"I"

He thought that the duke had already distanced himself from Sera, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. Most of his business depends on the money leaked from the other party, so he can't offend anyone.

Layton's eyelids trembled, and he raised most of his eyes to look directly at him. He noticed that those eyes that were different from ordinary people were full of darkness and cunning, and he subconsciously said, "I'm here to donate to Miss Serra. It is said that she owes a lot of money. , I want to help."

Not for Lizzie, who was about to go bankrupt, but for her.

As soon as Sera came down from the study, she stopped on the stairs and heard what he said, and she was a little confused about this unexpected development.

"What else? Rosehill leaned down slightly, and approached him with a pale and cold face, "Are you thinking about my woman? "

He didn't mean to evade this sentence, and said it openly in front of everyone.

In the past, everyone believed what Josie said, thinking that Sera was just a lover, but now the reversal has reached the point where the news will be published overnight.

Layton didn't know what was wrong with him, his knees went limp, and he knelt down in front of the man's toes, "No! Mr. Rose Hill, Miss Serra and I are just friends. It's Lizzie and his wife who want to turn him over. Marry me in exchange for an annual alimony of [-] gold coins."

Selling a daughter, Lizzie can get a fixed and large amount of alimony, and this incident caused a lot of noise when it was revealed.

Following Lizzie who came out of the study, he covered his chest in embarrassment after hearing this, stepped on the ground and rolled down the stairs directly.

Fortunately, Selati went to the side to hide for a while, so he didn't let himself be swept down.

Servants screamed to call the doctor, and the first floor was in chaos.

Rose Hill sneered, straightened up slowly and said, "Of course I trust you, Mr. Layton, don't be so nervous."

"Okay, okay, then I'll go first, this money, this money will be given to you and Miss Serra's wedding later."

Layton was supported to get up, and he left the manor with his legs and feet.

As the only owner of the manor who was still awake, Sera calmly asked Lizzie to be moved back to the bedroom, ordered the servants to serve all the snacks made in the kitchen, and asked the guests to go outside to chat on the lawn or in the living room.

After the crowd was completely diverted, the farce came to an end for a while, and Sera looked at the person standing not far from the stairs.

She took a deep breath and walked over, "What did you just say to Layton."

"Didn't you hear everything?" He took the champagne glass from the passing servant, raised his neck and took a sip, the wet wine dyed his lips scarlet.

"I'm your woman?" Sera suppressed a smile, she had written a lot of such domineering words in her previous novels.

Rose Hill lowered her eyes, staring at the dazzling gemstone pendant on her white chest, her eyes darkened, "The name of this red silicate is eternity. At that auction, the first time I saw it was It just feels right for you.”

Sera touched the cold stone, the color of blood, a name that foretells eternal life.

He never gave up on making her a vampire.

Rose Hill shook the wine glass, and a faint smile appeared on his pale face, "I don't bother to spend a lot of money on women, but that day I miraculously photographed the gem for you and gave it to you , this is not the first time."

"So?" Sera pursed her lips and put down her hands.

"So?" He paused his hand, lowered his eyebrows, and dark clouds began to gather in his eyes again, "Are you pretending to be mean to me?"

"Do you want to say that you gave me because you love me?" Sera was already immune to his bad temper, and asked quite calmly.

The man's mood changed instantly, and he was at a loss.

Love, a person who has never touched love since the 14th century, still does not know how to define it.

If you ask him how to extract a confession from a prisoner, he will quickly give a countermeasure. If you ask him to destroy the economy of a country, he can also quickly analyze a set of methodologies. Only the meaning of love has puzzled him for a long time.

"So not." Sela saw it.

"If not, why should I buy it for you? Only for you." He retorted, emphasizing the last sentence.

Sera thought for a while, "You're just chasing me. A man chasing a woman always likes to buy things for her in different ways. Maybe it's like liking, but it's far from love."

Seeing Rose Hill's gloomy face, she put her arms around his waist, buried her face in the marble chest, and said softly: "It's good to like me, I'm actually very happy, glad you can return."

The dark clouds parted, revealing a little warmth.

Sierra left him for a moment, going upstairs to get a change of clothes.

She stood at the entrance of the spiral staircase, met the man's soothing gaze, smiled, and disappeared around the corner.

In terms of love, she will always be the one who leads Rose Hill by the nose. This is the only place where she can surpass him and distort the facts.

A vampire who hasn't loved anyone since the 14th century has long since outgrown her behavior.

Sera knew very well that he had fallen in love with her long ago.