Amanda felt that he had just left and entered the tiger’s den. However, looking at Edward’s serious expression and bad words, she should have been very disgusted. But why did she like it so much, and love the seemingly profound emotion.
She thought to herself, ‘Did I know Edward in the past? Even love? No, how could I, a common girl, have feelings for the prince? Cinderella’s story only exists in fairy tales. Although I don’t know how old I am, I should have been over the age of believing in fairy tales.’
Amanda changed her aura and strength just now, and became very small and feminine.
“I know, I will find a way. Please be patient with us!” She said.
“I will be very gentle to you as long as you give me what I want!” Said Edward.
Edward’s words are very provocative. He just finished this sentence, suddenly in a daze, he felt like he was talking to Kely again. He can be so reckless, and can be so gentle. But at present, the person he’s talking to was not Kely. Her Kely that already went to heaven. She may be looking down at him right now from the clouds. Thinking about her, Edward, just like a playboy, has been busy converging his expression and actions that she didn’t notice Amanda. He suddenly turned serious.
“You said you guys will do it. Then find a way to fulfill your promise!”
Amanda was stunned by the sudden change in Edward’s expression. How could he still feel so familiar while she stared at Edward’s somber expression?
Amanda looked dejected in her bedroom. In Amanda’s bedroom, Perdero also has a sad face. They sat back to back on the windowsill.
Outside, the moonlight was like water, and the shadow of the mountains was heavy. Gusts of mountain wind blew by, which was cool and pleasant. They could also hear the singing of nightingales.
Amanda picked up a glass of red wine. “Brother, I’m sorry, brother!”
Perdero also picked up a glass of red wine and said, “Let’s flee! Without regard for worldly eyes.”
Amanda was startled, and the red glow appeared on his face. He didn’t drink but his face turned red. Amanda wanted to ask him. Was he talking about elopement? But she held herself back.
“Back to our hometown, Spain! There are delicious food, beautiful scenery, beautiful women and there’s Barcelona that I like.” He said.
Amanda suddenly became serious, and said, “We are enemies, I am a Real Madrid fan! We’re not meant to be together.”
Perdero turned to look at her. “You remembered that you were a fan of Madrid, but you forgot your name. You also forgot about your parents.”
“One should not forget but you do not remember. Life isn’t worth remembering, if you do not forget one.” Said Amanda.
Perdero is a mender of nonsense.
Then Perdero said, “In three days, we’re going to solve two problems! The first question is…”
Amanda corrected him. “The second one first.”
Perdero said. “The second problem is the nuclear weapon, and it will be completely settled!”
Amanda added. “And the first thing is to find the evidence against black tiger Gang!”
Perdero thought about it and said, “You can see that I’m not a gentleman.”
Amanda replied, “Well, it’s very obvious.”
He glared at her. “That’s not the point. The point is the sentence behind me. I can’t beat Rosse head-on so I secretly sued him for more than 10 times, but I failed every time. I still keep a good habit now though!”
Amanda said curiously, “What good habit?”
“I write an anonymous report letter every Monday and send it to the government department on Tuesday. It’s all about reporting Rosse.” Perdero said with a complacent smile.
Amanda continued, “Does he have so many dirty transactions?”
Perdero shook his head. “Even if he’s hiding something, I can’t get it. If I get it, I’ll give it to you. It’s all written by me with my own imagination… I’ve written hundreds of thousands of words, which is enough to write a novel.”
“A novel with Rosse as the protagonist?” Amanda asked.
Perdero continued to vividly say, “At the beginning, I took him as the leading role, but in order to be more realistic, I also want to appear. So I write about my own plays more and more, and finally I successfully became the lead, which is called a counter attack!”
Amanda spoke, “So you’re actually writing your own prosecution material, aren’t you?”
When Perdero heard this, he suddenly widened his eyes. “Of course… Yes.”
Perdero grabbed Amanda. “But if I made that up, the government won’t take it seriously, will it?”
Amanda was also silly. “Well, they haven’t had time to see it yet.”
Perdero sighed, “Yes, if I had published it, I think my family would have been flattened by missiles.”
Amanda said, “If we can’t find the evidence of Rosse’s crime. The missile you expect will arrive in three days.”
Perdero pours all the wine in his goblet, and then he lies flat on the ground. Not moving.
Amanda asked curiously, “Brother, are you meditating?”
Perdero said, “No, I’m just lying flat! Do what you love.”
Amanda shook her head. “Can’t you move your little brain and do something about our situation?”