Xu Xian came to the restaurant. There were roses, roses and candles on the long table.

The gorgeous restaurant is just like what Xu Xian saw in Disney animation. It is noble and beautiful, and there is an elegant atmosphere everywhere. This scene of piling up money not only didn't give her a feeling of being a nouveau riche, but also felt very beautiful and elegant.

Sure enough - when the money is in place, everything looks good.

Xu Enlai Tucao in mind, she did not make complaints about the so-called young master at the table.

"Ha ha ha, do you make complaints about what is good in money?"

Xu Xian suddenly turned back and found someone standing not far away and looking at herself with a smile. Xu Xian stared at someone. She couldn't say whether it was a surprise or a shock.

"Weeks, weeks!"

During the Chinese New Year meal, they heard Xie Linyuan's bodyguard say that she didn't believe it when she saw the number of weeks, but she had to believe it when a living person stood in front of her.

But at the beginning, she watched Zhou Shu's death with her own eyes. She also pushed her into the incinerator and watched his ashes come out of it.

If the person in front of you is the number of weeks, who was the person who died before?

"My beautiful princess, good evening." Zhou Shu, dressed in a dark blue Medieval Knight costume, came to Xu Xian, took Xu Xian's hand, knelt down with a smile and kissed her palm.

"Your Highness is hungry?" Weeks, get up and ask. Xu Xian nodded stupidly. She was an atheist. Seeing that the number of weeks had a great impact on her, she didn't explain the number of weeks. Considerately, she opened a stool for Xu Xian to sit down and sat opposite her.

"Your Highness, the kitchen roasted suckling pigs. Have a try." The voice of the number of weeks pulled back Xu Xian's reason. She looked at the dishes in front of her and was surprised to find that the dishes here were Chinese.

"I know you don't like western food." Weeks, the eyes are tender and affectionate, as if with endless affection. The maid behind Xu Xian cut a piece of roast suckling pig and put it in front of Xu Xian.

Xu Xian wanted to ask a lot of questions, but she was really hungry. She didn't eat well in the two days of the competition, not to mention the aroma of roast suckling pigs kept drilling into her nostrils.

Forget it, it won't be toxic.

Xu Xian took a bite of chopsticks and was pleasantly surprised to find that the roast suckling pig was very delicious. It's tender, crispy and delicious outside and inside. It doesn't have the boring feeling of meat at all.

She couldn't help taking a few more mouthfuls. She didn't think she was hungry until she took the first bite. Xu Xian can't care much. Since someone is waiting on her, she's not polite!

"That..." She stretched out her hand and the maid behind her hurriedly gave her cloth. It's not that Xu Xian doesn't want to cook by himself, but this table is really too long.

Zhou Shuai watched her eat with a smile. He would eat a few mouthfuls occasionally. When Xu Xian was full, Zhou Shuai also put down his chopsticks.

"Full?"

Xu Xiantan patted his belly on the chair: "it's enough." After several weeks of laughing, he went to Xu Xian's side: "I'll take you to see the castle. You'll like it."

Xu Xian subconsciously nodded when she was full, but she suddenly woke up, sat up straight and looked at the number of weeks: "don't you think you should say something to me before looking at the ancient castle?"

Her tone was impolite and her eyes were sharp. Xu Xian didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said, but she heard the startled voice of the maid behind her.

Why are you screaming?

When Xu Xian saw the number of weeks, he raised his head and gave a warning. Generally, he looked at the maid. The maid quickly lowered her head and didn't dare to look at the number of weeks.

Is this fear of him? Xu Xian secretly wrote down in his heart that Zhou Shu was originally an ordinary person. How did he get to today? More importantly, why did he come back from the dead and how did he come here?

Xu Xian noticed the people around him and obviously saw the fear of weeks in their eyes.

"I tell you, let's go to the living room." Zhou Shu gets up to help Xu Xian. Xu Xian feels that although his clothes are beautiful, they are too bulky. If someone helps him, he will be happy.

But the maid behind her trembled, looked at Zhou Shu in surprise and walked slowly with Xu Xian to the hall like a real knight.

Xu Xian sat on the sofa. The watermelon juice was just delivered in front of her. She looked at the number of weeks: "say it, I'm all ears." If she hadn't been prepared, she would have fainted.

However, she was happy to see the number of weeks. After all, she was a good friend when she was young. The two also experienced high school together.

Week number looked at Xu Xian, and he sighed slowly: "Xiao Xian, I'm week number now, but it's not week number. You can call me week tree, which is the tree of trees."

Xu Xian didn't answer. She wouldn't be reconciled if she didn't get the answer she wanted. Zhou Shu also knew her character, spoiled and helpless smile: "you are still the same as before."

"I really miss our high school. How good and carefree it was at that time. Your biggest worry is Bai Yueya," he said

Xu Xian didn't interrupt his words. He sighed about the years before: "I know you're wondering how I survived. In fact, this thing... If possible, I don't want to. At the beginning, I knew something had happened to your family, and I more hope to be with you."

"Do you know the solo family in Latin America?"

Xu Xian shook his head and looked back with memories: "the solo family is the largest family in Latin America, but they are not as famous as the Xie family in the world, so few people know. Do you know why? It's because of their business."

Weeks sighed: "the environment in Latin America is here, and the business of the solo family is disgraceful." Xu Xian didn't ask what the disgraceful business was. She could probably guess something.

It's nothing more than drugs, arms or, further, population!

She had known the chaos here for a long time, but she didn't expect it to be like this. Zhou Shu continued: "the solo family has existed for a long time. I don't know when there was a rule in the solo family that twins must be executed."

Xu Xianyi, she seemed to understand something. Zhou Shu smiled calmly: "are you so smart? Yes, my brother and I are twins. After we were born, my mother was afraid. She was afraid that the solo family would put the door to death, so she bribed someone to send me away and sent me to China."

His ancestry is mixed race, so his appearance is not strange in China.

He also lived in Jiangcheng for 18 years as a week, but the day before his college entrance examination, someone suddenly appeared and told him that he needed to inherit a huge family and an identity he was not familiar with.

It turned out that his mother and father were adoptive parents. They were entrusted to support him, and he also knew that his twin brother had an incurable disease.