Chapter 1280

Viscount John de Beaufort is out again.

But this time, Lan Li didn't give him the chance to attack. He took the lead to cast his eyes. His calm and open eyes projected the past.

In a flash, viscount Beaufort's words choked in his throat. The thrilling and worshiping he had just received were still vivid in my mind. Every sentence, like a heavy hammer, sang aloud, showing the purity and transparency of the soul. However, the soul of the onlooker began to tremble, so that now there was no voice.

Before they realize it, the humble heart has begun to breed wantonly.

Langley was not Viscount Beaufort. He didn't swear, he didn't use rude words, he didn't tear his face. He still maintained the gentlemanly elegance and etiquette, and his inherent dignity and calm seemed to be truly interpreting the noble meaning——

It's not the condescension brought by class superiority, the supremacy brought by verbal condemnation, or the complacency brought by dignity. It's the quality and precipitation from the inside out. It doesn't need to attack others to get superiority, despise others to get satisfaction, or belittle others to win honor.

This is what we are born with. Inviolable and unshakable.

"Sir." With a smile, Lan Li indicated that his voice was still slightly hoarse, but his mood and tone had calmed down. "You know, there are many people in this world who dare not admit themselves or look directly at themselves all their lives. They always live in the dark, surmise others and judge them with humble and dirty sight. But they'll never get to the sun. Because they're not worth it. "

The plain words, with a powerful force, completely destroyed all the dignity and persistence of viscount Beaufort. His anger, his hatred and his disgust were all pressed in his chest, but they could not be vented. The whole person began to shiver, even his lips were slightly trembling. But there was no sound at all.

"Fortunately, I'm not one of them." Lan Li's words fell like feathers; But it's as heavy as a precipice, and it's heavy on the heart of every audience.

Then Langley nodded politely to the count of Oxford, Princess Beatrice, and George and Elizabeth, without any pause, strode forward again.

Involuntarily, the crowd slowly gave way to a road, watching Lan Li's figure, gradually moving away. It was just a common road, but it was like laying a red carpet at the foot of lanli. All the hot and excited eyes fell on lanli and could not move away.

Standing in the same place, George and Elizabeth can no longer maintain their calm mask. Because they are too angry, their faces begin to turn pale.

Is that all?

Lanli ignored them and left. There were no curses, no accusations, no threats, no demonstrations, no even conversations and conversations, and nothing they worried about happened.

But just because it didn't happen, that kind of indifference and alienation, that kind of disdain and indifference, is exactly the most cruel, as if they were transparent people who didn't exist at all, or insignificant strangers.

On the surface, the words just now were aimed at Viscount offord, but in fact, they were like thousands of arrows, hitting George and Elizabeth hard; Full of holes and scars, the irony and ridicule released from the words mercilessly nailed George and Elizabeth to the pillar of shame.

George and Elizabeth can clearly feel that the eyes of all the guests in the audience are projected, ridicule, ridicule, scorn, nit picking and negation. Little by little, they strip away all their shelter and protection. Chiguoguo is left in the cage of the circus and becomes the object of attention and appreciation.

That's the real shame.

Without slap, words, or even eyes, they were grilled on the fire, and they could not resist completely, even struggle. Any rash action just made them more embarrassed and miserable.

One blow is fatal.

It was their first face-to-face encounter, but they were completely defeated. So what's next? What should we do next?

Now the brain is in a mess. They need to be calm and clear. After years of noble heritage, the mask is still intact. Even though the mask has been fragmented, it has not completely collapsed in public.

Elizabeth turned slightly, nodded politely to Viscount Beaufort and the count of Oxford, and then turned away. If it's normal, even if it's a retreat, she needs to take her time, and then chat with other guests around to show her composure. But today, she can't help it. Every second of staying in the banquet hall is a kind of suffering, and she must leave immediately. Now!

George's steps were more rapid than Elizabeth's.

George, who is usually more calm, is actually more impatient.

Today, it was George's hand to invite Viscount Beaufort, but he did not expect to lift a stone and hit himself on the foot. Now George's anger has reached the limit, and Elizabeth standing beside him can feel the tense and precarious force.

Despite trying to suppress it all the time, George's pace grew bigger and bigger. After leaving the banquet hall, he started towards the small garden on the side.

The quiet and tranquil scenery is slowly spread out in the bright white of the moon. The tranquility that is rarely seen is in sharp contrast to the rough waves behind. The icy moonlight and the piercing cold wind come on my face. One after another, the chills come, and then all the reason and control break the dike completely.

How dare he George was out of the ground angry, and his voice began to tremble, "he! How dare you

Gnashing his teeth, walking back and forth, "he's crazy, he's absolutely crazy! Doesn't he know the consequences? He completely destroyed the reputation and glory of the hall family! He completely destroyed our contacts and livelihood! He has also completely destroyed our position and future in London! "

"He is a madman, he is a madman! I'm going to announce his expulsion from the hall family! Get him out of here! Get out of here George roared ferociously, his bloodshot eyes red and twisted. "I'm going to kill him, good Jesus Christ. I'm going to kill him myself!"

Incoherent because of too much excitement. George didn't even know what he was talking about. He just jumped out unconsciously, sentence after sentence.

"Isn't it too late to start now?" A cold voice came from the side, not Elizabeth.

George and Elizabeth's throat was so pinched, and their muscles were tight to the extreme. They looked around, but they didn't find any figure. Just when they began to think it was a supernatural event, their voice rang again, "is it the reputation of the hall family or your reputation that he destroyed?"

This time, they found the source of the sound.

It's upstairs.

Looking up, you can see the balcony on the upper right. Wearing a pearl white evening dress, Alf hall is leaning against the railing. In front of her, there is a glass of slowly falling water. Her expression is calm and serene, as if this is a beautiful and peaceful evening.

"ALF!" Elizabeth exclaimed in a deep voice, "Why are you here tonight?"

"I don't know." ALF shrugged, paused, and grinned. "Don't you remember how much I love drama, and I have a close relationship with many members of the theatre society of London. Tonight, I got an invitation, too. " But then the words are scattered and precipitated.

Because she knew they didn't remember.

"He is a madman. You are all right about that. But you forget, we're all nuts. " ALF said calmly, as if everything was under control. "Instead of complaining and swearing here now, it's better to think about what to do next."

ALF looked up, her pretty face bathed in the moonlight. "After tonight - no, before tonight, he was no longer the youngest son of the hall family. He is Langley hall, who has broken out of the world relying on his talent and ability. "

"As for us? And we are the family of Langley hall. The name hall has been given a new meaning because of him. "

"The choice now is very simple, or abandon all the glory and aura, you can choose to abandon him, and then regain the noble bearing and mind; Or choose to shut up and continue to pretend that nothing happened. I'm sure he won't embarrass you. Because what we care about doesn't mean anything to him. "

With a smile of self mockery on her lips, Alf turned to George and Elizabeth for the first time. Because of the relationship between the floors, she looked down at the two of them. The figure that had stood up to heaven now looked very small. "Why do you say those unnecessary nonsense here? Such out of control performance, even the last point of mind and reason are gone. What a shame. "

Instead of swearing or mocking, Alf smiles and simply states a fact.

Then, Alf picked up her champagne glass, politely raised her glass to her father and mother, and turned away.

George and Elizabeth stood in the same place, all the anger and shame frozen into ice in the cold wind, it seems that even the brain has lost the ability to think.