I hope that Amir can live on, even if every hope is broken like a bubble, I still hope that Amir can live well...

……

……

"My husband has returned to the house, Morgana." Yu Qingxue sat on the dragon chair with her legs crossed and looked down on Morgana in a queen-like posture, "Tell me about the information you know now."

"Don't want me to betray Miss Yuexue, even if I die, I will definitely not say it!"

"Oh."

Yu Qingxue took out a revolver, and took out bullets from her pocket to load them one by one. She was a little careless, as if what she was holding was not a weapon, but some kind of small toy.

After loading, Yu Qingxue aimed the revolver at Morgana.

"Do not say?"

"Come on, kill me, you traitor." Morgana spat at Yu Qingxue.

Seeing the saliva splashing towards her, Yu Qingxue seemed to have expected it, took out an umbrella in an instant, and then shot back.

The bullet missed Morgana's cheek.

"Just kidding, do you really think I'm going to kill you? My stomach is not so small. I finally invited you to the island. Why don't we have a good drink? You fell asleep with gin and tonic before." Bar?"

Yu Qingxue squatted down and untied Morgana. At this moment, Morgana immediately tried to reach out and strangle Yu Qingxue's throat, but she was immediately killed by two oriental girls in palace maid costumes standing behind her. Press the ground.

"Tang Sheng'er, Ya Qiqi, you are all defective products eliminated by the eldest lady! Let me go if you have the ability!"

Morgana yelled hoarsely.

"Dear Morgana, don't talk about them like that. There are no defective products in the world. As long as they are used properly, they can become precious knives that can cut iron like mud." Yu Qingxue smiled brightly at Morgana with crooked eyebrows. Under the illumination of the palace lantern, there was an inexplicably crazy and wonderful feeling on her rosy white skin.

"Besides, as I said just now, aren't you also a defective product? Your position as the head maid is only used to paralyze the enemy. In this way, others will misunderstand Tsukiyuki Rio—— Anyone can be a head maid, and Tsukiyuki Rio is just like that—something like that.”

"You betrayed the eldest lady, and most importantly, you betrayed us! I was so naive in the past that I thought I became friends with you!"

Morgana gritted her silver teeth, still glaring.

However, this time, Yu Qingxue did not continue to tease Morgana with a playful gesture, but her expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

"Sorry, Morgana, I want to apologize to you about my betrayal."

The sudden apology actually broke Morgana's rhythm. In Morgana's eyes, Yu Qingxue was always joking and was a woman who would never be serious.

"you……"

"I had a shitty past, and then I fell in love, and after I knew that Tsukiyuki Risu dragged me out of that trash family in the past, it was just because of my ability to turn me from a threat to her loyalty of a dog."

Even if Yuexue Lixu didn't rescue Yu Qingxue from the Yu family, in the countless world lines in the future, Yu Qingxue would still kill all the people who bullied her in the Yu family one by one in the future.

"Why did I kidnap you, Morgana? Because of all the maids under Tsukiyuki Rio's command, you are the last person I don't want to kill."

Morgana fell silent.

"I'm sorry for getting you involved in my fight with Yuxue Rixu, I betrayed you and my previous friendship, I'm also sorry, forgive me now, let's get back together, I will respect you and understand you, Yuexue After Lixu dies, I can let you go home freely."

Yu Qingxue stretched out her hand to Morgana again, and motioned for the two girls who were holding Yu Qingxue to the ground to let go.

Volume [-]# Chapter [-] Amir has no expectations

Compared with the "respect" that Yuxue Lixu gave to the position of head maid, Yu Qingxue did give more sincerity. Morgana glanced at the surrounding hall that looked like the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Many faces were familiar. Most of them were An existence that was once regarded as defective by Yue Xueli and eliminated.

"Usually I won't be as badass as Tsukiyuki Rixu, pretending to be a queen, as long as I live on this island, everyone will be sisters, and I don't have any rules to restrict you."

After Gao Sijin was taken away from the hall by the housekeeper Claire, the girls who had just been dressed as court maids relaxed quickly and walked to the long table to start their standing buffet dinner, sitting by the window dressed as nuns and The Girl of the Vampire Countess is using Mario Kart online on Switch.

Everyone has an extremely relaxed expression.

"Morgana, being a leader does require some prestige, but it's too self-righteous to put this prestige in normal times. My subordinates are not a group of chess pieces on the chessboard, but a group of living people." Yu Qingxue patted Morgana's shoulder, "I believe you will be integrated into us soon."

The two girls dressed as maids behind let go of the hand that was holding Morgana down. This time, Morgana didn't punch Yu Qingxue quickly, but looked around blankly.

"Yu Qingxue, let me ask you, what are you going to do to Amir? Also, are you really going to kill Miss Yuexue? Could it be that the time we spent together in the past was all fake to you?"

"Of course not. To be honest, I also like Amir very much. Unfortunately, according to my analysis, Amir is so stubborn that it is impossible to be persuaded to surrender."

"Hmph, do you think I will surrender to you?"

"It's fine if you don't surrender, just be a prisoner for the time being."

"You haven't answered my other question yet, are you really going to assassinate Amir?"

Morgana swallowed her saliva, and looked at Yu Qingxue nervously, the red lips of the stunning queen in Fengguanxia gown were slightly parted, and her abyss-black eyes narrowed slightly.

it is more than words.

"If Amir is dead, I will never be able to forgive you."

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……

Amir made his family not allowed to go out at night, and the maids under Yue Xueli Rixu provided Amir with a lot of reliable information. Behind the calm streets of Mumbai, there is already an undercurrent.

"I'm going to see that Dulab early tomorrow morning. This kid is really young and promising. He has made a lot of money in South Asia and Africa, and he looks very good. You will be very happy in the future."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Amir's father Jamshidji walked into Amir's room, wanting to have a long talk with his long-lost daughter.

He could see that his daughter was not happy, and the reluctant smile made Jamshidji, the father, feel a little distressed.

"I know, father, Dulab is a very fine man."

It is indeed excellent.

As a son of a consortium, he has outstanding abilities, and is called "The Generous Dulab" by many people. He has helped many third world countries and brought prosperity.

It's just that the wealth he brought is limited to a small number of people at the top of the pyramid. Countries ravaged by war will send minerals and agricultural products to Du Rab's pockets in a steady stream. Wealth creates luxury villas for them, with private swimming pools and golf courses.

The obtained resources are passed through his hands to create more profits at a higher price, and then they are pressed on the people of the third world countries in the form of loans, becoming a curse that can never be released.

Countries in the Islamic world call Durab as Maori, which is a respectful name for teachers, gentlemen and scholars in Islam. Durab always appears on TV cameras, and almost everyone in many countries in South Asia and Africa knows everyone. dawn.

The poor are getting poorer, the rich are getting richer, and Du Rab is still the same Du Rab.

He is Emil's future marriage partner.

"I chatted with that guy today, and it was really satisfying." Jamshidji said, stroking his beard, "He talked to me a lot, and I gained a lot of knowledge. The oil extracted from the tropical rainforest of Ecuador is exchanged for U.S. dollars, and out of every $100 of those dollars, $75 goes back to the wallet of Company A in country A, and 25% of the remaining $75 is used to pay off the national debt, and the rest goes to defense and other government spending .”

"What about the people?"

"National medical care, education, and helping the poor are only left with 2.5 dollars." Jamshidji recalled the conversation with his future son-in-law today, his eyes lit up, "The so-called South America is the back garden of country A. The state dollar trap has created a vicious circle in South American countries, where only $100 of the $3 produced in the Amazon Basin is spent on those who need it. It is the construction of dams, drilling wells and oil pipelines in those South American countries that created a country's prosperity."

"Prosperity..."

Amir lowered his head, thinking that it was nothing more than prosperity based on blood, using this method to deprive the people of the third world of life-sustaining food and clean water, wearing expensive suits and calling the exploited barbaric.

"Your future husband has specially studied the rise of country A. He believes that such a rise can be replicated in country I. We are located in South Asia and are an emerging power. Although Africa is forbidden by country F, the influence of the Tata Group in the world The power has gradually surpassed those second-rate consortiums in country F that only produce luxury goods."

Jamshedji looked excited:

"Mr. Durab is excellent. Now several countries have fallen into the loan trap of Mr. Durab. According to the calculations of his think tank, Sri Lanka around us will go bankrupt in recent years, and Durab may become a The greatest person from country I since the 21st century has become country A in South Asia, and by then, our Lanaud family will surely rise to become a super family capable of crushing the Yuexue consortium."

"Father, country A spent 870 billion US dollars to fight the Iraq war, but if half of the money is used, it is enough for people all over the world to drink clean water, fill their stomachs, and receive basic education. With sanitation facilities…”

"Lovely Amir, you don't understand economics. If everyone has 100 million dollars, hyperinflation will occur, and money will become waste paper, which will bring even more terrible disasters to the whole society. .”

Amir was a little tired, and her conversation with her father became more and more perfunctory.

In his father's eyes, the marriage with the Tata Group was like buying a ticket to the future. The meeting between his father and Amir's future husband today made the steady and mature father in the past seem to be brainwashed.

Father didn't care about the poor.

In the garment factory of the Ranaut family, the workers always work in extremely harsh environments and throw toxic substances into the Indian Ocean. However, his father has only regarded himself as a jewel in the palm of his hand since he was a child. His father took him to C Many cities in China, and also went to Tokyo, New York, London and Paris...

When I was young, my father would let Amir ride on his head. My father loved money and loved his family deeply.

"I'm a little sleepy, Father."

"Amir, if you really don't like Mr. Dulab, Dad won't force you."

Amir could see his father's hypocrisy, like putting all his chips on the table and claiming he didn't like money.

I remember that my father was not like this in the past.

"It doesn't matter, as long as my father can be happy, I will be happy too, but I hope my father can treat the workers at home more kindly, they also have their own families."

"Go to bed early, good night, my baby Emil."

I'm going to see Mr. Durrab tomorrow morning.

Amir didn't have the slightest expectation for this.

Volume [-]# Chapter [-] The Loyal Lion

Amir returned to her room on the twentieth floor, stood in this unique mansion in Mumbai and looked down, just in time to see the majestic Taj Mahal Hotel, which was owned by her father. to the India Gate.

India Gate is located at the corner of the seashore, overlooking the Arabian Sea. The Saracen-style design makes it an important scenic spot in Mumbai. The basalt stone has been used for a long time, and it seems that the emperor of I and King George V of the UK can be seen here. .

"It's so beautiful..."

In less than 1.8 kilometers, you can see the buildings where the poor live, and the potholes on the streets exude a peculiar smell. This is the hometown of Amir, a city where prosperity and poverty are only a short distance away, and on the one side is a city that is prosperous enough to make Tokyo surrender. The skyline at night, on the other side is the hell on earth that makes Africans feel terrified.

Tomorrow night, she will meet with the son of the Tata Group. There is no news about Miss Yuexue. In the end, Amir will sacrifice herself to become the bride of Mumbai. Her green eyes are neither surprised nor pleased, like a monk accustomed to suffering.

She said she was a little sleepy, but she just hoped that her father would leave the room and give herself a piece of pure spiritual land.

Walking to a sculpture, it was a statue of a god. The statue was blue all over and held a bow and arrow. He was Rama, the incarnation of Vishnu, and the hero of the epic "Ramayana".

Amir does not believe in religion in his heart, but his father is very benefited by Kshatriya's blood, so when he was very young, his father would always put all kinds of gods into Amir's room, almost pervasive To the point where, we must instill ideas and let Amir be proud of the Kshatriya blood.

After gently wiping the statue clean, Amir put it in the drawer, smiled helplessly, then lay on the bed, closed her eyes, whether she wanted to or not, time was slowly passing by, and the time until she met Dulab was about gradually shortened.

"I'll fall asleep," she said to herself.

The soft bed and the warm wind are good conditions to help you sleep, but in a short while, Emir seemed to have gone through a whole cycle, her breathing was heavy, her chest was heaving, and the person who appeared in her mind was not from the Tata Group Du Rab, but Gao Sijin with a gentle smile.

"Thank you for the coffee, Emil."

Amir knew that she was extremely unwilling to marry Dulab, but this was a family marriage, and there must always be a lamb who chose to sacrifice, and Yuexue Lixu needed the intelligence network of the Tata Group.

Why mourn if sacrifices are made for love?

The moonlight shone on Emil's chain value, dazzling light, she opened her eyes, the stars are eternal existences at any time, always hanging high in the night sky, overlooking the tiny human beings.

She finally recognized the reality.

This night is a sleepless night.

"Uncle Amiteba..."

In the whole family, only Uncle Amitba would comfort her, seeing that she already had a sweetheart, and persuading her to say "no" if she didn't like Dulab.

She wanted to talk to Uncle Amitaba, thanking her for taking care of her all the time since she was a child. It was Uncle Amitaba who taught Amir how to use a sniper rifle. Copper smell.

There are so many things I want to say to Uncle Amitaba, she still has to mention Gao Sijin, just like introducing her boyfriend to a kind family, she wants to talk about her anecdotes in Tokyo, and she also wants to talk about Yue Xue Lixu's brave pursuit of love.

Emile is an adult.

Maybe, you can also ask Uncle Amiteba to teach you how to drink...

Amir put on his shoes, walked out of his room, took the elevator to the servant's floor, and knocked on the door of Amiteba's room.

"Uncle Amiteba, I'm Amir, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but I have something to talk to you about."

Whether it is the father, or the two younger sisters and two brothers, Amir can't say these things in his heart. Only the old housekeeper who has taken care of Amir since he was a child can become the object of Amir to vent his worries.

He is Emil's unrelated father...

"Uncle Amiteba, are you in the room?"

Amir knocked on the door again, but still to no avail. An uneasy feeling was like a snake winding from the toes to the root of the thigh. The quiet corridor was filled with a terrifying atmosphere. Usually Amitaba would always be at this time rest.

Every time Amir wants to find Amiteba, he will always appear at the first time.

Amir took out his mobile phone and dialed the number immediately. The first time he didn't answer, Amir's heart was extremely cold. It was not until the second time that he got through to Amiteba's phone.

"Uncle, where are you now?"

"Miss, I am now in a residential area near Malabar Hill."

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