Dangerous Aesthetics

"Dad!" Diana had seen David from the window.

David hugged her, and he didn't know how much he wanted to pick her up. Unfortunately, he was tossed by Olivan for several rounds on the plane, and he didn't have any strength below the waist.

Olivan smiled slightly, took Diana's hand, and walked back to the house together.

David followed them upstairs and saw several photographs on the staircase wall.

The woman in the photo has a gentle smile, but her eyebrows and eyes are not like ordinary weak women.The man holding her was intellectual, with profound features, and a charming man.

"Are these your parents?"

"Well... They lived here for a short time after their secret marriage, but they were discovered by Raymond later, so they fled to the United States overnight." Oliwen also stopped in front of the photo, "This is theirs. The wedding photos are taken. My mother didn't even wear the wedding dress because she was afraid that Raymond would find out."

"But that's not the most important thing. Your mother owns your father completely." David smiled.

Oliwen hugged David, "Yes, my mother was very happy when she left this world."

Diana stood at the corner of the stairs, "Huh? Mom also said that Dad was happy when she left this world."

David was slightly taken aback, and walked over, "Mum really said that?"

"I did." Diana nodded.

Oliwen looked at them and raised the corners of his mouth, "David... please make me happy too."

David looked back and smiled.

Fool, Olivier...Only you can make me happy.

That night, Olivan personally cooked Italian pizza for David, with thick cheese, Bolognese sausage and fresh mushrooms. David's saliva was swirling in his throat just by smelling that smell.Coupled with seafood chowder and cream baked snails, Diana was lying on the table eagerly waiting for the meal.

"I heard Neo said that your cooking is also an art, but I didn't expect that...you can even cook pizza in style." David picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes to feel it. Seeing the Pecorino cheese spread in his mouth, "You are right, the pizza I ate before was indeed rubbish."

Oliwen smiled and pushed the freshly made stuffed flower branch in front of him.

"I can't help it. Whoever wants to be told to grab a man's heart must first grab his stomach." Olivan's slender fingers turned the wine bottle opener. The whole movement was so handsome that even Diana opened her eyes. squinting.

David just wanted to be so peaceful and happy forever.

After dinner they had a visitor, Lydia.

"Sorry to bother you...but I have something to tell you."

David coaxed Diana upstairs, and Olivan poured her a cappuccino.

"I still like black coffee, cappuccino is too sweet." Lydia frowned, today she still dressed like a little boy, even the blond hair that had been hidden in the hat was cut short.

"What's the matter, Lydia?" Olivan crossed his legs and looked at his cousin. The calmness in his expression made one wonder if he already knew the purpose of Lydia's visit.

"Peros from the Fanximin family came to London himself." Lydia frowned, "I think you also know why he came."

"Because of the explosion in the underground auction in Moscow, he became the target of public criticism. He wants to use the reputation of the Waleran family in Europe to mediate for him with other major families."

"That's right," Lydia snorted coldly, "Do you still remember that his youngest brother came to London to discuss business with us, and kept entangled with my ass, it was really annoying. That guy was originally a playboy, After flirting with a waiter in a bar and being stabbed in the thigh by the woman's boyfriend, Perros blamed us for not taking good care of him, and he did not hesitate to fight against us everywhere, and even told other families to take revenge on us! This is too much It's ridiculous! Now that something happened to him, he still wants us to help?"

"Lydia, think about it again, is Fan Ximin's family really our enemy?" Olivan leaned back on the sofa, with one hand on the back of the chair, showing a bit of atmosphere in a casual way.

Lydia frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Even if the major families in Europe stand on the same ground, they will not intentionally form alliances with other families. Do you know why?"

"Because...you need to share interests and avoid collisions with other families...so most of the transactions and cooperation are temporary."

"Yes, it is precisely because the Fan Ximin family always expresses in front of outsiders that they are at odds with the Waleran family, so that even if the two families have a private transaction, other families cannot imagine it. And the Fan Ximin family can get a family that is opposed to the Waleran family. Conversely, the Walerans can also tell the Fanximins what their opponents are doing."

Lydia blinked, "...In this way, although we have constant disputes with Fan Ximin's family, it seems that we have never suffered a big loss..."

"If the Fanximin family collapses and the Walren family is in Western Europe, they will lose reliable allies."

"No wonder grandpa has been thinking about how to mediate between Fan Ximin's family and other families..." Lydia rubbed her head, "I finally understand why grandpa wants you back so much. You really see things from a much broader perspective than I do. .”

"...I just want to be a painter like my father." Olivan twitched the corners of his mouth, "I'm telling you these words only for you, not for the Waleran family."

Lydia was a little anxious, "You mean if we invite other families, you won't come to help me?"

"You can solve it yourself, Lydia. What you lack is courage." Olivan smiled lightly, "It's like when Anthony pointed a gun at David's head, you can also learn from Anthony and shoot David's head with one shot. at David's toes, and let him know that, if necessary, you will kill David, and you will not let him take him."

Lydia was stunned, "Aren't you afraid that David will die?"

"Stupid. Anthony, he can't shoot David." Olivan smiled meaningfully.

"Why?" Lydia didn't understand. "Even if Anthony is sincere to David, it's not impossible for a person like him to destroy what he can't get..."

"If a person only sees black and blood all the time, he won't care about other colors. But once he sees it, it will be like a drug addiction, and he can't do without it." Olivan said with a slight smile.

"Why do I feel like you're talking about yourself?" Lydia shook her head, took a breath and stood up, "But I still have to tell you, Anthony? Donna will also come to the Walerans' house the day after tomorrow, because Perros? Fan Ximin has always suspected that the bombing was arranged by Anthony, and in one fell swoop killed representatives of several families who had conflicts of interest with him in the arms trade between Colombia and the Middle East, and one of them was the heir of the Howell family."

Although Olivan didn't like to smile all the time, the faint lightness disappeared from his face, and even Lydia felt oppressed.

"This meeting is meaningless. Could it be that Perros? Fan Ximin still expects Anthony to admit that he planted the bomb? It is estimated that Fan Ximin's family wants to negotiate with Anthony, and it is safer to choose the site of the Waleran family."

"I know you won't go, because you have to keep David in your sight all the time." Lydia got up and left, "But at least thank you for solving a lot of mysteries for me."

After seeing Lydia off, Olivan went upstairs to the bedroom.

David was answering a phone call with a sad look on his face.

Olivier hugged him, "What's wrong?"

David handed the mobile phone to Olivan. It turned out that Mr. Wenman had been admitted to the intensive care unit with complications. The hospital conservatively estimated that he would not survive this month.

"Although he said... not getting Schiller's ribs back is the price he should pay, but there are many people in this world who have gotten more than him, but have paid nothing." David took a breath.

"Actually, the situation isn't that bad." Olivan smiled slightly. "Do you know that Anthony is coming to London, and he will discuss the consequences of the explosion with Perros of Fan Ximin's family."

"I can hear Lydia, she wants your help."

"You know that the leaders of the three families gathered together. Before entering the negotiating room, they must unload all weapons, even everything that can be used as weapons."

"...Anthony has always carried that little rib with him, so..."

"Then we'll just have to wait and let Lydia bring us that little rib."

A week passed like this.

It was raining lightly on Friday morning, and the whole world looked a little gloomy.

David woke up in a daze, got up and wanted to open the curtains.On the side, Oliwen hugged his waist and pulled him back, followed by a suffocating good morning kiss.

David struggled for a long time and finally came back to life, "Isn't today the day for negotiations between Anthony and Fan Ximin's family?"

"Yeah, we don't need to worry about their affairs." Olivan nodded on his nose, "Don't you think it's suitable to stay in bed all the time in such a light rainy weather?"

David was speechless. Sometimes he felt that God was really unfair. Olivan was obviously two or three years older than himself, and he was still a painter who painted in the studio every day. Why did he have such good physical strength? ?After tossing at night, is it not enough to toss during the day?

At this time, several black luxury cars had already parked outside Waleran's house.

On behalf of Raymond, Lydia welcomed them into the Waleran family's mansion.