Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

Floris led two bodyguards away and headed for the villa on the north side of the main building of the manor, which was where he lived as the heir to the family.

Yuan Tingxu and Jiang Songzhao were also arranged to enter.

They originally wanted to ask Floris about his plan, but Floris kept them downstairs.

Flores, feeling rather unlucky after meeting Salien, went upstairs to take a shower, changed into comfortable clothes, and then went to the living room to meet people.

The young man was wearing a bright wine-red nightgown, and his eyes moved like a fairy from an oriental storybook, or like a bright and fragrant rose.

The slender white calves are exposed through the nightgown.

His facial features were extremely handsome and his lips were raised in a smile, but his eyes were very cold, like emotionless ice.

Yuan Tingxu stared at the person who came in a daze.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and his heart was beating fast at the beauty that caught his eyes.

The calm lake of my heart began to ripple like a dragonfly flying over it, and then the ripples expanded to an uncontrollable range.

He looked away in a panic.

If he continued to watch, he would not be able to maintain a clear mind, as the surging emotions would devour all his rationality.

No! He can't lose control here!

The servants carefully selected by the manor's steward hurried forward to greet the owner of the villa, each with a bright smile on his face.

"Master Jiu, you are welcome to give us orders at any time."

Hearing this, Floris glanced lazily at the row of beautiful maids and saw clearly the old man's intention to control her.

These maids were both watchers and executioners.

The old guy wanted to hold a knife over his head without even considering whether he was willing to stay.

He pointed in the direction of the villa's entrance and said, "Get lost! Don't make me say it again!"

He only gives you one chance to survive.

If they missed it, these people would die.

Ten maids with extraordinary looks cast flirtatious glances, trying to soften Flores' heart with their beauty. Two of the bold maids walked up to the Ninth Young Master and acted coquettishly towards Flores.

"Master Jiu, please don't be so mean to me~"

"I'm so scared~ Why don't you feel my heart beating fast?"

Floris raised his eyebrows slightly and raised the corners of his lips.

A gentle smile slowly appeared on the young man's face, but his right hand suddenly pulled out the sharp blade that served as a decorative bracelet on his left wrist, and quickly and accurately cut off the necks of the two maids who came close to him.

The movements are clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

The two maids fell to the ground with a thud, and the other eight maids ran away as if they were running for their lives.

Floris quickly chased after them and ruthlessly cut the necks of the remaining eight maids.

Ten maids were lying neatly on the ground.

He tilted his head helplessly, "I gave you a chance to leave here, but unfortunately no one left. So don't blame your bad luck."

“!!!” The bodyguards’ pupils dilated.

They kill as soon as they come. What a terrible and perverted family this Winston family is?

Flores bent down and used the corner of the maid's clothes to wipe the red blood off the sharp blade. He then used the blade to lift up the brown curly hair of a maid and raised his hand to pull out the small eavesdropping device hidden in the curly hair.

"The old man is always good at playing tricks."

"This kind of trick didn't work on me more than a decade ago, and it won't work on me now."

Yuan Tingxu and Jiang Songzhao looked at each other, and tacitly checked the luxuriously decorated villa separately, and then placed all the cameras, eavesdropping devices and other tools they had collected on the table in the living room.

"Mr. Qiu, everything is here."

Floris calmly glanced at the special props on the table, and threw the eavesdropping devices he had taken from the ten maids over.

"You guys take care of this mess."

He put away the sharp blade, slowly took out the corpse-dissolving water he had researched, and used it to dissolve the ten female corpses.

"The people trained by the old guy are getting worse and worse."

How dare you send out this kind of rubbish? It would be better for the old man to come himself.

Yuan Tingxu silently destroyed various tools.

Floris walked slowly back to the living room, took out two bottles of fine wine, walked to the sofa, and leisurely opened a bottle of red wine and poured it into the glass.

He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his slender fingers gracefully shaking the red wine glass, his eyebrows and eyes as thick and bright as a beautiful watercolor painting.

"Come over here, both of you, and sit together!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tingxu and Jiang Songzhao sat down opposite him and stared at each other with serious expressions.

"What are you going to do next?"

Floris leaned against the leather sofa, his brows revealing an unconcealable wildness.

"I didn't realize you were more anxious than me."

"Haste makes waste. He has already proposed conditions, so I will naturally repay him."

Yuan Tingxu frowned and asked, "It's understandable that he asked you to participate in the Patriarch Trial, but why did he ask the doctor to do psychological treatment for you?"

Floris took a sip of red wine and calmly spoke of Sarien's true purpose.

"It's very simple. The old man wants to kill my main personality and leave only the secondary personality, so that Qiu Yangui disappears and Floris survives."

Jiang Songzhao asked in confusion: "But aren't Floris and Qiu Yangui both his sons? There is no harm in leaving the main personality behind!"

Qiu Yangui's main personality is not as aggressive and lethal as his secondary personality. He is kind by nature and only loves to study various new weapons. There is no harm in keeping this personality for the Winston family.

But Salien wants to kill the main personality!

Floris looked up at Jiang Songzhao, a cruel smile appearing on her pretty face, as if a devil from hell was waving at you.

"Because the Winston family does not keep good people, only the secondary personality is his chosen successor and can become the head of the Winston family."

He raised his hand to his warm lips, recalling what happened more than ten years ago.

That was a special period when he became the heir of the family after fighting his way out of the trial field.

Salien was unwilling to admit that his youngest son was a schizophrenic, so he invited many doctors to come and kill the milder main personality, but he failed. The two personalities could not be killed at all.

So, Salien had to give up temporarily.

Giving up temporarily does not mean that Salien has completely given up this dangerous idea. He has been recruiting doctors to study ways to erase the main personality.

I think I should have achieved something by now.

Yuan Tingxu frowned and looked at the cold and sinister young man with worry.

"Do you have any solution for this?"

Floris held his chin up, "Don't worry."

"The old man used this trick before. It's a waste of effort to use it again now."

After all, he is maintaining the original owner's personality and he himself is not a mentally ill patient.

Even if he is really mentally ill, the current level of psychiatric medicine cannot kill his personality. This operation will be difficult to achieve in another 20 years. The old man has really worked in vain.