Chapter 877

Schublers also stared at him with his hands around.

"Eh? How did it become mine again?" old Mr. Felson said:

"I'm just talking about things. After two centuries of transformation, the British aristocracy tried to make some new changes. Maybe it's not a bad thing. It will have unexpected effects. Wasn't the dragon family abolished the inheritance rule that" the heirs and collateral men of the dragon family must marry Royal aristocrats or financial aristocrats "by the long Mo gentry? The long Mo gentry is still the one at the helm of the dragon family, And his reputation and prestige have not been damaged at all. "

Speaking of this, Felson sighed, "maybe their young people's ideas are different from ours. After all, this is an era of rapid development."

"Hum, who knows that the Dragon ink gentleman changed the inheritance rule to show good night to miss!" shubless said angrily:

"The helmsman of the dragon family can't have illegitimate children outside. Is it true that his two children are adopted? The whole world sees it. Everyone knows that it's his child with Miss goodnight. Everyone tacitly agrees that it's because that man has an unshakable position now. Who dares to fight him in the Dragon family? Even the second young dragon is missing now..."

Felson said, "but you can't deny their love. I'm just making an analogy. The dragon family dares to make such a significant change. Why don't we dare?"

"Oh?" the old count's eyes darkened. "What do you mean, Felson?"

"If James' purpose is to let Miss Gu get married in country D, let them do it. As for how to explain to the outside world, I believe James should be prepared." Felson said:

"So I just said that brother Ralston just wanted to give up his plan to pick up Miss goodnight. Of course, we are all worried that Miss goodnight will not be able to suppress James in the future."

"So we can try to trust James and break the family rule that the former heir has the right to suppress the current heir. After all, we see his excellence."

There should be some truth in James's view. I believe he will become a family ruler who does not need to be suppressed in the future.

"So Felson, you mean to follow them?" schublers said. "How can you have such a ridiculous idea?"

"What do you want to do?" Felson spread his hand and looked at him and the old count. "This is the most pertinent way I can analyze. That is to believe them, or forcibly pick up Miss goodnight. James will certainly launch a civil strife to seize power --"

Then it's out of control!

"Anyway, good night, miss will stay in England in the future. Since she misses her hometown and wants to marry in country D, why not forgive her?" Felson looked at the old count, sighed and stood up:

"Brother Ralston, this is my opinion. You can think about it again."

Without saying anything, the old count stood by with his back to them, his shoulders undulating.

Schublers also stood up. "I don't believe it, James. He can create civil strife for the cherrofield family alone!"

Felson sighed and reminded them, "now he has made us anxious and ears, forcing the three elders of the family to discuss countermeasures all night. Anyway, I'm old... I can't think of anything else except this pertinent way. If you have a better way, you can discuss it again."

Then Felson said to the old count, "brother Ralston, I'll go back and have a rest first."

The old count's face was angry, and both schublers and he were black. No one wanted to admit the fact that he was old.

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The next day, James sat in his study at malingert's house. After dealing with his business, he was casually turning over Li Xinhui's diary written in country D.

One of his men came in and brought the phone. "Master James, the count called."

James didn't respond much. He still folded his legs, turned over Li Xinhui's notes, and stretched out his other hand to answer the phone.

"Good afternoon, dear grandfather," he said, his voice too calm.

He has completely changed his address to the old count, which has a certain sense of coercion, that is, he can seize the throne for the identity of his family at any time.

"James, what's your purpose?" the old count's voice on the phone was full of anger that can't be ignored.

"Inherited bits."

James turned a page of the book.

"Don't forget what the cherrofield family gave you today," said the old count. "You should put the interests of the family first! I don't care whether you want to inherit the throne or want to marry in country D, you can't have selfish desires!"

"It's my selfish desire to inherit the throne." James said quietly. "It's also my selfish desire to change a family rule. Her Majesty's desire for the British government to coexist peacefully with the royal family is also her selfish desire, because she selfishly wants to make Britain better."

As long as it is private desire, it is selfish desire. There is nothing wrong with selfish desire.

Just as he wanted to do something for goodnight.

"Then you are so sure that you can take charge of the cherrofield family in the future?" roared the old count.

"But apart from me, there is no one more suitable to take over the family than me." James turned a page of Li Xinhui's diary. "I said that if the next successor is not me, anyone except Miss goodnight will fall down, because I didn't find that anyone in my family is my opponent and can't win me. No one wants to sit in that successor."

A few simple words revealed his bold decision and cold style.

"Then you mean, including me?" the old count heard him and smoked angrily. "Do you want to coerce me?"

"My respected grandfather, I don't mean to disrespect you. You are a wise family ruler." James, like all British gentlemen, has the demeanor that men and younger generations should have.

"What do you want? I won't agree to let goodnight get married in country D. have you ever thought about the impact that goodnight will have on the cherrofield family if you marry in country D? How can the cherrofield family explain to the outside? Why should our family heirs marry in other countries?"

Across the phone, the old count's voice was as angry as thunder. He didn't believe James would have thought of this problem.

James closed Li Xinhui's notebook and put it aside. "It's very simple. The childrofield family agreed that she would marry in country D. in the final analysis, this is our family business - as long as your grandfather can put down his face and don't compare with the family."

James caught the old count's heart by telling the truth.

How could he watch his granddaughter get married in another family when he was a powerful Earl of the cherrofield family who had been in power for more than half a century.

Is it difficult that he wants to take care of his family and still can't win? His strong self-esteem doesn't allow this kind of thing.

This is not only a family face problem, but also related to his face

"Do you want me to give way to the family?" the old count was even more angry. "I tell you, it's impossible!"

————- small theatre -——————

Ling'er, the little princess of the dragon family, looks like her mother when she grows up. She is very beautiful with green eyes.

But as a man whose daughter controls his wife, long Moshen is very sad. Every day, listening to those crazy Feng langdie who pursue his daughter, he wants to crush those who dare to make his daughter's ideas.

Yes, either break those people's legs or bombard them with artillery!

But his beloved wife disagreed with his violence and said that she would test her boyfriend for their daughter with a gentle policy and a generous mind as a father.

One day, an unknown bedbug (man) came to pester (pursue) his daughter again. He immediately ordered someone to catch the man in front of him - let the bodyguard point a gun at the back of the man's head.

"I heard you like ling'er?" long Mo Shen vomited smoke for a long time and finally asked the man in front of him gloomily, "you are her college classmate. Are you still in school? You should wander in the ocean of knowledge at your age. Why fall in love?"

The man had already been scared out of a cold sweat. Looking at him with his eyes, he had a sense of death.

It is said that ling'er's father is terrible, but nevertheless, the beautiful and moving ling'er still makes many men rush forward and backward and pursue moths——

Yes, that's what happens when moths fly to the fire.

Tied up in front of this man like death, the gun in the back will blow his head at any time!

"Mr. long." the man was scared to dance with his teeth by the gun in the back, but when he thought of ling'er, he summoned up courage and tried to say their decision, "ling'er and I love each other. I love her more than myself. I can even give her my life, and we are not small... Please Mr. long help us."

Long Moshen immediately threw off his cigarette end. He just wanted to send Biao to say that he was not going to let his daughter marry before 30——

At the thought of Gu's good night, the Dragon ink gentleman slowly reduced his anger. The Huairou policy should use his father's generous mind

He smiled. "Oh, you say you love linger. What do you love her with?"

"Heart!"

The man said immediately.

Long Mo Shen said, "how much is your heart worth? If she is in danger, can you save her with your heart?"

"..." the man swallowed and sweat dripped from his forehead.

"I have prepared a lot of dowry for ling'er to marry in the future." long Mo Shen said lightly, "it's only tens of millions, this is only the current number..."

"Mr. long, love can't be measured by money!" the man knew he couldn't compare with the man's wealth, and immediately said, "linger and I..."

"I haven't finished yet." long Moshen gave a terrible look and stopped him. "I can give my daughter money, status, love and the best protection. Anyone who marries her can become a billionaire, but what can you give her?"

The man was speechless for a long time. He was hit by Mr. long for the second time, so he broke up with ling'er.

Ling'er's 36th boyfriend, died.

Long Mo Shen's "gentle policy" and "father's broad mind" achieved success. When he came back, he smiled and said to ling'er, "Daddy didn't touch half of his hair. Don't believe you ask him?"

Ling'er turned his head, threw himself on Gu goodnight and continued to cry, "I don't believe it, you bad father... I want my boyfriend!" t