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    The blue crystal-like floor-to-ceiling glass windows made the blue sky, white clouds and blue sea outside the window a beautiful picture. Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Mr. Botta could not bear to look away.  In fact, Zhang Sheng has been working on the expansion since he moved into this manor, especially on the island that belongs to Zhang Sheng not far from the coast. A dozen living areas composed of wooden loft villas have gradually taken shape.  Zhang Sheng also enthusiastically named the island "Penglai in the extreme west".  Nowadays, Sasha and others¡¯ vacation homes have separate outdoor sightseeing elevators, so everyone can stay alone. Old Mr. Botha was led by Di Leila to Sasha¡¯s reception room. He saw no outsiders along the way. He asked  Asking questions here and there, Di Leila couldn't do anything, but since it was her old master, she couldn't say much.  "Daughter, you are becoming more and more beautiful!" Old Mr. Botha turned around and saw Sasha with a complicated expression, but he was as calm as if nothing had happened, as if he had just left home this morning and now has turned around.  Her father is old This was Sasha's first impression. In her impression, her father was a handsome, blond man. But now, his father has sagging skin on his face and his hair has turned brown, showing his old age.  It can be seen that he has suffered a lot over the years.  "I heard that you married Duke Sureno. It's beautiful here. Look, how good your life is now. I'm very happy to see what you look like now." Old Mr. Botta said with a smile.  Sasha bit her lip. Seeing her father's nonchalant expression, she felt a little sad. She wanted to scold him loudly and ask him why he abandoned his mother and daughter. Did he know the despair of his mother when she was tortured and died of illness? Why?  Can he still laugh when he sees himself?  However, looking at her father's old face, she wanted to cry again. She wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry loudly, telling her grievances and bitterness over the years.  "I came here and didn't tell your uncle. Is he okay?" An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of old Mr. Botha's mouth. "He must have done nothing wrong in his life. He has always been a person with many ideas" Sa  Sha finally sat down slowly, and Di Leila brought coffee to the two of them.  Seeing the black coffee without any sugar in front of Sasha, Mr. Botha sighed softly: "Your taste has changed a lot. I remember when you were a child, you couldn't drink the coffee if it was bitter." Sasha lowered his head and stirred the coffee.  , said nothing.  Old Mr. Botha was silent for a while and said: "I came to you this time hoping that you can do me a favor. Your Aunt Hall fell into the hands of a group of villains and needs half a million dollars to save her life." Sasha Meng  He raised his head, and he didn't know whether it was frustration, disappointment or anger on his pretty face.  Old Mr. Botha sighed deeply, "I know what I'm doing now is despicable, but I really have no other choice. Moreover, I want to explain to you the details right away rather than telling you a few days later."  Frankly, I don¡¯t want your understanding, but please help me" As he spoke, Mr. Botha stood up slowly and bowed deeply to Sasha.  Sasha bit her lip, her green eyes bursting with anger. She wanted to get angry, but she felt her throat was blocked and she couldn't say anything.  "Miss, miss doesn't have that much money" Di Leila whispered beside her.  Indeed, although Miss Sasha is well-off, she actually has no savings. Like all elites, Miss Sasha has no habit of saving.  Ms. Sasha¡¯s annual salary is very high, but her expenses are also high. What¡¯s more, she secretly bought a huge insurance policy for the Marquise, and deposited a large amount of money into it every month, as a way of repaying the Marquis¡¯s kindness over the years.  As for Miss Sasha¡¯s current queen-like life, it is all about Duke Sureno¡¯s pomp and circumstance. For example, those shoes. Whenever the most luxurious brands and Miss Sasha¡¯s favorite brands come out with new models, someone will deliver them to her door.  The same is true for clothes, and Britain's most famous designers often come here to design exclusive dresses for Miss Sasha and other mistresses.  Of course, the treasurer of Duke Sureno will deposit a large amount of money into the accounts of the hostesses every month for them to spend and pay for privately hired workers. Miss Sasha and all the hostesses also  There are almost unlimited credit cards, but for some reason, Miss Sasha has never touched the money. Even her salary seems to have been paid out of her own pocket.  So strictly speaking, Miss Sasha really does not have half a million dollars to pay Mr. Botha, unless Miss Sasha uses the funds in her account at the manor.  Old Mr. Botha glanced at Di Leila dissatisfied, obviously feeling that she was too unruly and did not believe her lies.  The phone rang suddenly, and Di Leila hurriedly walked over to answer it. She now regretted that she should not have done something that was not in line with her identity.But he was too angry at the time. Old Mr. Botha is not a respectable person, is he?  "Ah, Your Excellency the Duke" Di Leila immediately trembled when she heard the voice on the phone, and was about to send the phone to Miss Sasha.  Sasha picked up the phone, and Zhang Sheng's smiling voice came, "I heard that my old father-in-law is here. Is that a good thing? I'll be there right away." Sasha can now understand some Chinese slang, and immediately  I felt a bit dumbfounded. Was this how I felt when my father came?  Are you kidding?  But listening to the very affectionate title "Lao Zhang-in-law" in Chinese, Sasha felt that the grievances in her heart had turned into soft circles. Yes, she was very confused now. She really didn't know how to face her father, him, him  You should know what to do and you should be able to handle it for yourself, right?  "Is he your husband?" Old Mr. Botha smiled. "He is an Oriental, right? Doesn't he speak our language? As long as he likes you and treats you as a treasure, that's fine." Obviously, Old Botha  The husband has little expectations for his son-in-law. I wonder if in his mind this lord from the East is a fat-hearted country bumpkin.  Therefore, when Mr. Zhang Sheng walked in, Mr. Botta was obviously a little surprised. Zhang Sheng, dressed in white casual clothes that combined fashion and classics, looked noble and suave, and had an indescribable sense of mystery.  From the perspective of European and American aesthetics, he is no less handsome than those Hollywood stars, but his introverted demeanor is not comparable to that of superficial stars.  Sasha came up and asked with concern: "Are you done with your work?" Zhang Sheng was troubled by the vicious political incident premeditated by the constitutionalists. Thinking about it, he really shouldn't be asked to worry about his own family affairs.  Zhang Sheng nodded with a smile and said: "I have some insights." He looked at Mr. Botha again, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "You must be Sasha's father, I am Zhang Sheng." Mr. Botha and Zhang Sheng  Shaking hands, he looked at Zhang Sheng, somewhat surprised, and said, "Your Excellency, the Duke, and Shasa are a perfect match."
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