The Marquis came all the way back to tell the Viscount that she didn't want to talk to him, and the Marquis was very pleased.

Koko was jealous, just like other women. Midel came along to watch the fun, and was as heartless as she was when she was a child.

The quarter-final match against Sunderland in the British Championship ended, and it was only 66 hours before the Manchester City first team faced off against Watford in the 30th round of the Premier League. Zhuo Yang will not be absent because he needs to score goals.

So the couple had already agreed in advance that he would recuperate his energy in Manchester and would not fly to Paris for a farewell weekend. Besides, Mildel has been clinging to her cousin like a lightbulb lately.

So, after spending a whole day at the Manchester Conservatory of Music, he returned to Cheshire at night. The house was brightly lit, and Coco and Mydel sneaked in without even saying hello, which shocked Zhuo Yang.

Therefore, the couple's opening remarks were very clichéd, 'If you don't feel guilty, what are you afraid of?'

"Hey, where do you start talking about this?"

"Wow!", Medel jumped up to her like a deer, pulled open that day's "The Sun" with both hands and held it up in front of her brother-in-law, smiling so hard that her eyes narrowed.

The whole page of the newspaper was a nine-square photo of Zhuo Yang and Daisy from yesterday's game. They were looking at each other with smiles and affection. I had to admire the reporter's ability to capture the scene. If Zhuo Yang was not the person involved, he would definitely think that there was something wrong just by looking at the photo.

Adultery.

The media is an industry that mines and creates news. When it comes to sensationalism, if the Sun, the UK's largest newspaper, humbles itself as second, no one in the world would dare to claim to be first. Zhuo Yang was immediately targeted by them.

Not surprising.

Zhuo Yang felt guilty when he looked at the photos with 'ambiguous' written all over them. He was not in the habit of buying and reading newspapers, so he had no idea that those things were so popular yesterday.

"Boring." Zhuo Yang frowned and tried to look angry and serious. "Well, as a celebrity, when the media uses the topic to play on it, it always uses the topic to play on."

They are simply not human words.

"Honey, let's ignore these boring things. By the way, I want to eat tonight..."

"Did you go to the game yesterday?" Koko would not be distracted by his poor words.

"What else can I do if I don't go to the game? The global live broadcast, the whole world saw me playing the game. My wife..."

"Four days ago against Bournemouth, you scored six goals. Yesterday, Sunderland was only a third-tier team, and you scored one. How do you prove that you are concentrating on the game?"

"...Dear, football matches can't be counted like this. You know, football... is round, and football matches are not just about scoring goals."

"I don't understand, I'm not a referee." Kou Koupi said with a smile: "Anyway, you want to score goals when you play football. You have scored more goals this year than before, but you don't want to score in this game. Zhuo Yang

Sir, I need an explanation."

"Hehe..." He was so guilty that he even forgot about his glib tone.

It is impossible for Zhuoyang to have anything substantive with Daisy, and it is impossible for him to have anything substantive with anyone except Kou Kou. The scene yesterday was just a daily sexual act that all men would do, and he was considered one of the few.

A good man can reject everything except for occasional and unfamiliar ambiguities. This is the purest form of sexual immorality belonging to a good man.

In fact, Kou Kou absolutely does not believe that Zhuo Yang would do anything sorry for her. The two people are in love with each other through life and death. She fully possesses this confidence in love.

The deeper the loveliness, the stronger the possessiveness of love, like a dragon coiled in a cave, protecting everything that belongs to you, even if you know that the treasure will not be lost.

She was simply jealous, dissatisfied with her flowers being remembered by others, dissatisfied with the fact that her cow dung did not reject every ambiguity with a cold face.

Midel didn't believe what Zhuo Yang would do. She was the person who understood the life and death love of her sister and brother-in-law best, and was a believer in the love of her sister and brother-in-law. She was more innocent, just making fun and watching the fun, and a small conflict between her sister and brother-in-law would make her

I feel closer to the two of them.

In fact, even the "Sun" and the mass media, which made a big fuss, would not believe that Zhuo Yang and Daisy would have any stories.

After so many years, Zhuo Yang no longer had the unnecessary image of a "love saint and prodigal son". The story of him and Kou Kou is synonymous with modern loyal love.

As the years go by, Zhuo Yang has not had a trace of tidbits. The paparazzi have stopped working hard in this area. And from the perspective of ordinary people, Kou Kou is a perfect woman and wife. Zhuo Yang can no longer look at him differently.

Not blind.

The Sun published these photos purely as a joke, no different from telling ghost stories at a wine shop to liven up the atmosphere.

All parties involved in the matter were taking things very seriously or not. I am afraid that only Daisy Goldsmith was serious. She was simply in love.

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Kou Kou was determined not to let Zhuo Yang's topic go astray, so she grabbed "Only One Goal" and asked him to confess his guilt.

Zhuo Yang had a simple guilty conscience and could only firmly deny that he had any inappropriate thoughts.

"Midel, are you hungry? You go find something to eat first, okay?"

"No, I'm not hungry. Giggles~" Midel was determined not to be pushed away.

Zhuo Yang has a unique skill. The couple is very skilled in martial arts. There is nothing that cannot be solved by a martial arts competition. If it doesn't work once, then try it twice.

One is sure to hit the ball hard, one is welcomed in the aisle, one bows his head and is willing to be a bully, and the other is Peach Blossom Pond with water a thousand feet deep.

But you can't fight in front of Midel, it's outrageous.

Mydel is now quite old, and she is now in a relationship with her college classmate, Marcus of the Hohenzollern family.

Hohenzollern was the former German royal family. Now it no longer has the throne, but it is still nominally the Prussian prince and heir to the German throne. It is also the British royal family's line of succession. It is a bit shabby, but it is still quite influential in Europe.

Midel has a lot of fun and doesn't want to get married too early, and old European aristocrats usually marry late, so... she is still a child. In the past few years after her rebirth, Zhuo Yang and Kou Kou pampered Midel until she lost her dignity.

, she is so pampered that even Meldale’s father, Andrew, is worried.

The two of them treat Medel not only as their own sister, but as their own daughter.

But there are some things that Mildelle should know, so she refuses to leave. She just wants to see her brother-in-law anxious, and she just wants to be a light bulb.

Kou Kou also knew that her husband was extremely skilled in martial arts and could not stop him, so she brought Mi Daier with her to challenge him, just because she didn't want Zhuo Yang to take advantage of him while he was angry.

Zhuo Yang defended so much that his saliva flew everywhere and his mouth was peeling. Kou Kou squinted and threw sarcastic remarks from time to time. Mi Daier was a very qualified compliment and could always put the bricks in just the right place. Cheshire was really lively this night.

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Seeing that Kou Kou was also tired, Zhuo Yang took some time to drink a few sips of tea to moisten his throat. The wind and rain were about to dissipate. But at this moment, the cell phone rang. With sharp eyes, Mildelle saw that it was Daisy calling.

"It's that manly woman. Brother-in-law, please open it and let it out."

Zhuo Yang: "..."

"Sir Zhuoyang..." Daisy was cautious on the other end: "If you don't disturb me, I would like to treat you to a supper. Now, is that okay?"

What the fuck time is it?
Chapter completed!