Her Overbearing Man

Jeanette's words made his hand stop, and the count's swing was stopped. He simply put it down, clubbing on the ground with his swing in one hand, just like his usual walking stick.

While turning around and looking at Janet, who was still a little unhappy in her eyes, just a simple look without any emotion made Janet almost vent her anger. At this moment, Janet was like a balloon full of gas. Because of the intervention of external force, she suddenly lost the air and became shriveled.

Not because of fear, but because of the countess's eyes, Janet could not help but calm down and try to think about what she had done.

Instead of venting your anger where it's useless.

One of the family precepts of the Durand family is: even if something is wrong because of the mistakes made by people around you, please don't impose your anger on others, and don't let your anger affect your judgment.

The second family motto of the Durand family: as a qualified leader, what you should do at the moment is to calm yourself down as soon as possible and try to find a way to remedy the mistake in the incident. As for the person who made the mistake, you can wait until the matter is solved before considering how to deal with it

Janet silently recited the family precepts of the Durand family over and over again in her heart, and her expression gradually returned to her usual calm and calm.

Count Durand, after giving Janet such a plain look, quickly withdrew his eyes and stood in front of the golf ball with standard posture, raised his hand, swung and played

A set of actions, flowing, at one go.

The one that used to look at the big one was swung out by the club, and gradually became only a small shadow, and then it fell in a parabolic posture somewhere on the lawn.

The count raised his hand and made a look. He seemed not very satisfied with his achievements. Instead, he went to the recliner and sat down. He put the golf club on the table, took the newspaper that the servant had put there, and began to read it carefully.

After a while, Janet finally calmed down completely. She opened her eyes, and then went to the count, who was still staring at the newspaper as if he were extremely concerned about the above things. "Father..."

The voice was a little guilty.

It was not until this time that the count raised his eyes from the newspaper. Brown eyes and white eyes were surrounded by some light blue eyes. He looked at Janet with no special meaning. He just looked at, looked at and observed the future successor of the Durand family in front of him.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and drew back his eyes. In a casual tone, he asked, "have you calmed down?"

Asked this question, Janet's face showed some anger. Instead of being angry with others, she was angry with herself. She was embarrassed and nodded, "she has calmed down."

The count asked again, "are you angry that I have leaked Miss Mabel's whereabouts?"

"No, it's not."

Janet shook her head.

Even though I could not understand what count Durand had done at the beginning of the year, Janet, who had thought about it carefully later, could now fully understand what count Durand had done.

From her heart, if Janet stood in the position of the count herself, maybe she would make the same choice as the count, or even more cruel.

So how could she be angry at the count's asking about it again? She knew that she was just angry.

Because the countess's kindness and connivance to Janet made her subconsciously express the darkest emotion in her heart when facing the countess, even such irrational and useless anger.

At the end of the day, it's because Janet takes everything for granted.

But at the same time, she was a very rational person. Only when the count reminded her that she had no reason to vent her anger, did she realize how difficult it was to understand her anger at that time.

"I, I just... It's my fault. I'm very sorry to be angry with you, father..."

Janet whispered, grabbing the corner of her coat.

"Oh, anger..." the count repeated Janet's words, and then suddenly said, "don't you hate me at all?"

Janet was stunned, thinking of what had happened, she still shook her head.

The countess's mouth just started, with a touch of radian, and then he really put down the newspaper in his hand, "tell me, what is it that makes you so out of control, even to vent your anger..."

In Janet's mind, Leng Yang's face, which was full of murderous indifference, suddenly clenched her hand, "it's your guest..."

With Janet's complaint, the count realized that Janet had suffered a dark loss in lengyang's hands, and she was scared to death. For a moment, the count was surprised.

He didn't expect Janet to be so bold that even lengyang would dare to provoke her.

But it's not too bad to teach Janet a lesson.

The count looked at Janet without changing his face. "After such a big loss, don't you know what's wrong with yourself?"

Janet was stunned, some unwilling, don't open her eyes, "I, I don't..."

"He's not what you can afford now." She didn't care what Janet was going to say, interrupted the count, as a reminder.

"That's not a simple person. Even I don't want to face him head-on. Why are you?"

The impolite Countess solemnly and coldly pointed out that Janet was inferior to herself.

"I'm the leader of the Durand family. I have the courage to fight against him, but now you can't be seen by her, you know?"

Janet, who had been hit, hung her head silently, like a defeated rooster, "yes."

Perhaps only in front of the count would Janet really take off her guard and not change her disguise.

Even though she knew that she would be criticized if she was against such a man who could not be underestimated because of her intolerable personality in the eyes of the count, Janet still couldn't believe that the count, who had been conniving and even tolerant of her, would be criticized at this time..