Difference between People

I chewed on the sandwich in my mouth and couldn't help but think of the past. In the past, I never slept late. But ever since I came to the Brown family, I had gotten used to it. I slept until noon almost every day before I was willing to get up. I sneaked a peek at Carroll. At this moment, he was flipping through a document with one hand and holding a coffee cup with gold threads with the other. His every movement was noble. He was as elegant as the Prince Charming in cartoons. "What are you looking at?" Carroll put down the document and asked. I rolled my eyes and thought of an excuse. "Nothing. I just think that you're particularly handsome today." "Do you think I'll believe you?" Carroll split the fried egg into four pieces and placed them on my plate piece by piece. "Eat." "Oh!" I answered absent-mindedly and began to browse the news on the iPad on the dining table. After a while, I laughed out loud while biting the fork. "Nathan celebrated in the bar. He seems to become the new head of the Brown family." The attached pictures were even more interesting. There was a picture of Carroll's large coffin being buried and another picture of a man who looked like Nathan celebrating. In the bar, several men were surrounded by a group of sexy women. On the table, there was a row of wines called "ArmanddeBrignacMidas". I didn't know about wine. Fortunately, the blogger attached some notes. Nakomida Champagne, 120 thousand pounds for each bottle. "1, 2, 3... 7." I lay in front of the iPad, enlarged the picture, and counted it carefully. There were a total of seven bottles, which were about 84 million pounds. There were many bottles of beer next to it. What the f*ck. A million? Besides, it was a million pounds. I picked up the iPad and went up to Carroll. "Mr. Carroll, your brother loves you so much!" Carroll calmly glanced at the screen and teased, "He's spending all of his money." I nodded, seeming to understand, and sadly said, "Yesterday, when you were buried, they didn't call me. "Alas..." "Why do you sigh?" Carroll knocked on my head with a document. "Do you want me to send you to my grave to mourn?" "No, no." I quickly waved my hand and pointed to the peach in front of the tombstone. "I just missed the chance to have some exquisite fruit." The peach was huge and round. It was pink and I drooled as I looked at it. "When your husband is buried, you're thinking about peaches?" Carroll asked discontentedly as he pinched my chubby cheeks. "Ouch, it hurts!" I broke away, rubbed my painful cheek, and said with a flattering smile, "Nonsense, there is nothing in the coffin. My husband is so lucky that he can live long!" "Hehe." Carroll had a perfunctory smile. "You're so good at talking nonsense." "That's not nonsense!" I forced a smile. Fortunately, at this time, the big wolf came back from the outside and leaned on my feet to act like a spoiled child. I ended the conversation. "Did you go to the beach?" Wolfie whimpered, as if it was answering my question. I was shocked. "Aren't you afraid of scaring the kids?" "Madam, how can there be kids?" Jason called the sand-covered wolf aside and said, "This is the private beach of Mr. Carroll." I said, "Er..." No wonder I didn't find anyone when I came here. It turned out to be a private beach. The world of rich people was really rich and comfortable... I said with a flattering smile, "No outsiders are allowed to enter the private beach, right?" Carroll took a sip of coffee and replied, "Yes." "Will no one know that I swim naked?" I asked. Slap. Carroll threw the document onto the dining table. "Don't go down into the sea." After saying these words, Carroll put on his Bluetooth headset and left the dining room. "Why is he angry?" I curled my lips and looked at the blue sea outside the window. "It's a pity that I don't swim in such a clear sea." "Madam." Gerald said cautiously, "It's a pity that you don't swim, but there are many jellyfishes in the sea, so you can easily be stung." "I can't swim, so it's not worth it to buy this beach." I sighed with emotion. Gerald pointed to the north of the beach. "This beach is not for swimming, but for ships." Only then did I realize that there was a dock in the north of the beach. There were five yachts on the dock. I was inexperienced and only thought of swimming. I didn't think of a yacht. I went back to my seat and began to eat breakfast seriously. I would be full, go look for Carroll and ask him to take me to the sea. I ate up all my breakfast and trotted to find Carroll. This was the first time I had come to this seaside villa, so I was not familiar with it. After taking a few turns, I finally found the study. Before I could open the door, I heard the voices of two men in the room. "Hey, bro, have you read the news?" I had never heard this man's voice before. But from the tone of his voice, he seemed to have a good relationship with Carroll. Carroll's casual tone was still the same as before. "Yes, my wastrel brother celebrated my death and played like crazy in the bar until dawn." "Do you need me to take action?" asked the man. "No, let him be proud for a while. It won't be too late to wait until we find the mastermind behind that big show." I was about to knock on the door but hesitated. It seemed that it was not appropriate to find him to go out to sea now. But before I could turn around, the door of the study opened. A man who was about my age was wearing a black hood. The hat covered most of his face. He circled around me and stared at my face for a long time. "Are you that bumpkin?" I didn't have time to comb my hair when I got up. My eyes were covered by bangs, so he couldn't see my face clearly. In addition, I was wearing loose pajamas, so I looked like a bumpkin indeed. "Me? Bumpkin? I think so." I took the opportunity to get into the study. I tugged at Carroll's hand and called out in a soft voice, "Mr. Carroll, I've eaten all of my breakfast." "Cousin, it turns out that you like forbidden love!" The man in the cap guested the heights of Carroll and me. The gap of 30 centimeters was indeed too big. "What forbidden love? Your cousin-in-law is young, so you have to be careful with your words." "No matter how careful I am, she's your wife, isn't she? Hello, cousin-in-law. My name is Harris. I'll set up a yacht party next in the evening. Do you want to go with me?" The man took off his hat. It was a young face. A yacht party! It was something I didn't know and was curious about. I nodded hastily. "I'll go!" "You're not allowed to go!" Carroll gave me a warning look, and then warned Harris, "If you dare to provoke her, you can forget about the yacht party!" Harris shrugged his shoulders and chose to ignore Carroll. "Cousin-in-law, I'm really sorry for you. You married such an old-fashioned woman at such a young age!"