The Chalia family's house was not the kind of apartment that Allen and others rented, but a townhouse of European villas.

The location of the house is close to the central part of the west district of Gria, and the outer part of the noble inner city.

The outer periphery of the villa painted in bright and bright yellow looks vibrant and has a fresh temperament. The bright lights reveal the window, and there is a faint laughter and joy floating out.

In the hall, the lights were extremely bright, and soft light shone down from the roof, and a faint pure white light shone through the entire room.

In the originally wide and empty hall, several long dining tables were already arranged, with all kinds of things on them, and several long bright red candles were placed on them.

At this time, in addition to the servants who were arranging the dining table and colorful ribbons everywhere, some guests had already arrived in the lobby.

They dressed appropriately, picked up wine glasses casually, and talked 30% to 50% in the hall. These people were about forty or fifty years old, and the years left deep marks on them. Those who were dealing with them were Charia's father. This somewhat bald middle-aged gentleman was greeting every visitor with a smile and a manner and decent look, without making them feel neglected.

Aside from this lively scene, there were some gorgeously dressed young people, with decent smiles on their faces, but there was unnecessary contempt and arrogance in their eyes.

After seeing Alan and Hughes coming in at this time, they took a casual look at the two of them, and they turned their heads and continued the previous topic.

"Allen, Hughes." The two people who were looking at the decoration in the house heard the sound of calling their names and looked in the direction of the sound. They saw Charia hiding on the stairs of the lobby on the first floor.

"Charia, why are you here?" Hughes was the first to walk forward and asked curiously.

"You two come with me first." Chalia didn't say much, and then turned around and left after making a gesture to the two. Her figure was a little embarrassed and swift, as if she was frightened.

Hughes turned his head to look at Allen in surprise. Allen shrugged and followed with a wink.

The group followed Charlia and arrived at the second floor of the villa and entered a room.

The spacious room was filled with pink colors, and the girlish outfit made the room look innocent and charming. The huge cloth toy leaning on the head of the bed exposed the owner's preferences.

Alan and Hughes understood the moment Charia opened the door of the house. This was Charia's boudoir.

"Come in, why are you standing there?" As if feeling that the person behind him did not follow him, Charia turned her head, her beautiful cheeks were covered with seductive blush, and she said coquettishly.

"This..." Allen was also a little at a loss. After all, he always felt that this seemed a bit bad. Compared to this, he might as well go to the first floor lobby.

Before he could finish his words, Hughes, who was standing beside him, pushed Alan suddenly. Alan subconsciously wanted to stabilize the muscles on his lower plate tightened his back, but immediately reacted again, relaxed his body's control, and staggered forward a few steps as if he had lost balance.

But Allen did not let go of the culprit who made him "make a fool". While pretending that he was a little unstable, he pulled Hughes into the room with a backhand.

Only after Allen came in did he see that there was already someone in the room, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, it was better than being alone with the other party.

"Oh, Hughes, Allen, hello." The girls sitting in Chalia's room talking were startled by the two people who suddenly broke in. Violet, who reacted first, said.

Violet is also a member of Allen's class. He usually has a very good relationship with Charia, but Allen doesn't know the remaining two.

"Let me introduce it. This is Danni and this is Mira." The blush on Charia's face dissipated a lot, and she returned to her usual quiet appearance.

The girl named Danni is a girl with smooth forehead, short blue hair and green eyes. The girl named Mila is also very beautiful and wears a decent dress, with a sharp chin and a thin lips that add a bit of meanness to her.

Charlia's bedroom is quite large. There is a small coffee table and several small stools on the side near the window. Alan and Hughes also found a seat at random.

After briefly exchanging personal information, several people fell into a brief silence. After all, everyone was not very familiar with each other and didn't know what to say.

When Charlia went down to pick up Allen and the other two, the remaining three girls could talk about some private affairs of the girls' homes, but after the arrival of the two teenagers, these private topics were difficult to continue.

No one started for a moment. Chalia, who was originally the owner, was even more confused and lost in her trance and did not host this private tea party.

"By the way, Charia, why did you ask us to come up?" Seeing the situation in such a stalemate, and his good brother was also pretending to be deaf and mute, tasting the drink in front of him in small mouthfuls, as if it was a rare treasure in the world, Hughes chose to take the initiative.

"O..." As if she had just woken up from her sleep, Charia, who heard Hughes' call, subconsciously glanced at Allen, and her face was red as if it was the morning glow. But the next moment she came over again and found that it was Hughes who was asking, so she pretended to be distracted and said, "After she was distracted, she said."

"That's because, for my birthday party tonight, I just wanted to get together with my classmates, and then my father said it was a good opportunity to call all the classmates in my class and then hire some of his business partners. I'm afraid you'll be bored below."

Charlia said clearly, and Allen also understood what was going on.

It was Chalia who had passed away, and then his father thought it was a good opportunity to contact his business partners, so he called some of his friends. The original simple birthday party was mixed with some other colors.

"Sorry, I didn't tell you these things. In fact, I only found out yesterday." Charlia said carefully.

"It's okay, this is not a big deal. They play theirs, we can just play ours." A bright curve curled up the corner of Alan's mouth and comforted softly.

"You are Charia's boyfriend, right?" Mira, who was somewhat conservative and silent at the beginning, seemed to let go at this time and asked to Alan.

"Sad, no." Allen replied with a smile.

"Really, then Charia is..." Danny also said with some teasing words.

"Dani." Charia screamed, her little face turned red.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it." Danny also extinguished her joking thoughts when she saw this, and her expression became much more serious. "But you have to pay attention to this evening, there are many powerful enemies tonight."

When Allen heard this, he remembered the group of young people he had seen below before, and seemed to understand something.

"You must have seen the people below. They are the sons of Charia's father's business partners. Today they have a unique purpose." Violet, who had not spoken, spoke at this time.

"Those people have their own plans. Seeing that Charia's father had only one daughter and no son, he came here with the intention of both wealth and wealth."

"So, if you have any ideas, you should perform better tonight. Although it is not a matter of winning or losing at one time, it is still a very important game tonight."

Hughes, who was sitting beside Allen, looked at his friend with some concern after hearing this. After all, neither of them knew about this before, so when choosing a gift, the so-called expression of his feelings may be more casual.

This kind of casualness is not the kind of casualness that is not cared about in mind, but focuses on expressing one's own feelings and blessings, and is not very valuable. Simply put, the value is not important, and the friendship between everyone is the most important.

But after hearing the previous words, Hughes suddenly felt that Allen's gift was a little hungry. Not to mention the gap between Allen and the other party's financial resources, one was prepared and the other was caught off guard, which was a huge disadvantage in itself.

He believed that Allen understood this too. Allen saw Charia lowering her head as if she smiled freely for his uncomfortable look, "Don't worry."

He could sense what Charlia said before yesterday was a lie, but he also understood the other party's kindness. After all, in the eyes of Charlia and Hughes, he just usually does odd jobs and has to pay most of the house to subsidize the household income. There is basically no balance. He said it to himself and felt uncomfortable, so it would be better not to say it from the beginning.

Allen's words seemed to be inconvincing, as if they were the most ordinary words, but the most resolute firmness of them still infected Charia. She believed it, just like everything in the past. The few people sitting next to them wanted to say something, but they stopped feeling the determination in Allen's tone.

emmm, I actually don’t know if anyone has read this book. If so, I should have discovered it. The author was in a low mood. I didn’t wait to wait before 100,000 words to stop, and then the application for 100,000 words failed. By the way, the time for my post was still very bad. When I was 100,000 words, it happened to be the holiday of Yuewen. Then I insisted on two updates of 6,000 words a day, and waited for the news of the failure of the application. Since then, my emotions have been in a gloomy state. Actually, I know very well that before I opened the book, I knew that few people could succeed at one time. Everyone came from the stage of failure. This is normal, but I still inevitably had the idea of ​​Gugugu.

Because I think there are only 30 collections, and I guess there are not even people who read me. However, by chance, when I had such an idea, another book friend gave me a comment. Although it was not said that it was a long drought and rain, it was almost the same. At that time, I was really happy for a long time. Thinking of my thoughts, I really felt sorry for the other party, and I was also sorry for the 4 book friends who invested in me.

I will try my best to write another part, at least finishing the first climax in my outline.

When writing, persistence is very important, no matter which line it is. But the most important thing is to find the right direction of my efforts. After I failed to apply for a contract, I roughly knew my mistakes. Maybe I might gain something if I continue writing, but I would definitely not gain much on the right path.
Chapter completed!