Chapter 268

What love really is, this is really hard to describe, because over the years, countless people have stuffed a lot of things into it. It seems that anything will become great and noble as long as it is covered with love.

But it doesn't mean that love is a bad thing. It is still one of the purest human emotions, and it brings happiness to people's years. It's just that this kind of feeling should not be too deified, and love is not more noble and rare than family and friendship.

Looking at the blond young man waving not far away, Roland Hill turned his head and thought for a moment to understand what happened. It was probably that Jerain wanted to express his kindness and affection.

"Who gave it, it looks delicious." Lily clapped her palms and looked around, trying to find the person who gave the gift.

"Perhaps to win the favor of one of us." Letice looked at the cake with a familiar smile, which she often encountered.

"It's really rich." Alena thought about how much this cake would be worth.

Ye Ling and Wemiya didn't care much, one ate the sliced ​​meat they baked, sticking out their tongue spicyly, while the other drank the newly bought juice quietly.

Although Bumansha and Niya were surprised, they felt that it was not for them, so they just watched and didn't answer.

"Thank you." Roland Hill put away the book and put it in the handbag next to him, then stood up and continued to the two waiters who brought the cake.

"Can you tell me about the gentleman who gave the gift?" Although she said to the waiter, the girl turned her eyes far away.

Seeing Roland Hill accepting the gift calmly and calmly, everyone else looked at her in surprise, and even Weimiya and Ye Ling, who had always been calm, turned their attention.

Does Lorraine know the gift-giver?

Does Sister Lorraine have a crush on that guy?

No, does Lorraine want to fall in love?

I don't want Lorraine to marry. Several other people had their own ideas in their hearts, and they all pricked up their ears to listen to what Lorraine had to say.

"It's okay for you to say, miss."

The two waiters stood aside nervously. They had just been instructed to know that the gift was given by the eldest son of Duke Griffin, so they were afraid of messing things up and being angry with him.

"Thank you for the gift, and I will return the gift in the future, but this is just a mutual greeting between friends. I hope you don't have other misunderstandings."

In interpersonal communication, gifts are often exchanged. If it's just a simple gift, don't worry too much, but you need to carefully consider whether you should accept an expensive gift.

Some people always say that the other party gave it voluntarily, and I didn't force it, so why can't I accept it? But this is not the case. Precious gifts tend to bear heavier emotions. Some hope to become partners with each other, and some hope to promise to do something for them.

When you accept a gift, it often means acquiescence and promise. If you regret it later, those who witness you accepting the gift will become invisible pressure, if you want to maintain a good image.

I think I'm just simply accepting gifts, and who cares about the future. This kind of thing happens often, but in the end, it will unconsciously constitute backfiring or even deceit.

You even accepted something as precious as me, you must have promised to be my lover, and now you are rejecting me again, are you taking me for granted? Others will think this way, and others will feel that this is very inauthentic, and thus doubt your character.

Therefore, you have to be clear about your own thoughts. If you want to refuse, you can't accept the other party's precious gift to avoid misunderstanding.

But Lorraine Hill still accepted it, which didn't mean she agreed, but the actual situation was different.

After all, Jerain is the eldest son of Duke Griffin. If he refuses rashly, it may make it difficult for him to step down among his friends, lose face, and even cause conflicts.

The reason why the nobles pay attention to face is not to say that it is completely a bad habit, but because of practical needs. In this era, face is prestige and majesty. The power rests with the individual. If Jerain is rejected many times, or slapped in the face without fighting back, it will be regarded as a cowardice, which will greatly affect the status of his heir, and other people will Hesitant to follow him, can such a cowardly person really lead everyone to victory? Will it be beaten by other factions and make various concessions.

In fact, the more top-level aristocrats, the better face, this is a rigid need inside and outside.

Besides, the value of gifts is also relative. A cake that is precious to ordinary people is not so precious to Loren or Jalan, so there is no need to object to it too much. Loren Hill is confident that he can give back a gift of more than equivalent value. , so I took it calmly.

However, the other party must not be misunderstood by the next step, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future, so there is a later statement.

"Lorraine is so frank..." Niya looked at the black-haired girl's generous appearance, full of admiration in her heart. If it were her, she would probably refuse carefully, not daring to bear such kindness.

Lettis also looked at this roommate with a little novelty. She had experienced a lot of similar things, and she naturally understood how many hidden pits there were. Many wealthy families were like this, using precious gifts to overwhelm people, not accepting it is Look down on me, and accept it is to promise me that the girl being pursued will be in a dilemma.

"If you want, we will bring it." The two waiters slowly withdrew after remembering it, but this small incident still caused some students to watch.

"The girls at that table are all pretty, especially the girl in the light yellow dress, she must be the eldest lady of a certain family."

"I still prefer that petite girl with double ponytails, I want to hug her when I see it."

"The blue-haired girl with the veil is also mysterious."

"Just think about it, I think the few you mentioned are either rich or expensive, but it's not something we ordinary students can catch up with. I still think that the black-haired girl who stood up is more beautiful and approachable. Kind of hopeful."

"But when everyone thinks this way, the hope becomes smaller." A roommate analyzed by the side.

"Uh......"

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Jerain was sitting at the table and eating oriental hot pot with a few friends, and at this time, an attendant also quietly returned and whispered in his ear. After that, he nodded slightly, and then the entourage quietly retreated.

"What's the matter, boss, how's the situation?" At this moment, several sturdy young people looked at the eldest brother on weekdays like curious babies, which once made Jerain wonder if these brothers were like girls and liked to gossip.

"Cough... The result is good, and the other party accepts it." Jerain nodded slightly and said calmly.

"That's good."

"Sure enough, it's Big Brother Jerain, who made the opponent fascinated as soon as he made a move..." All kinds of praise came up again.

"Cough cough..." Jerain's face was a little overwhelmed, and he raised his glass and said.

"Ignore this for now, let's have a drink first." Then he took a sip.

The eldest brother who took the lead drank first, and the younger brother below naturally did not dare to sit, and also drank glasses of fine wine one after another, and then revealed the matter in the excitement.

On the other side of the table, several girls were dividing the light blue cakes, the sweetness of the cream, the softness of the pastries, and the delicateness of the chocolate all melted in their mouths. The magic of peace also slowly integrated into the body, making the body comfortable and warm.

"Sister Loran, don't be fooled by the other party, it's just a cake." Ye Ling picked up a piece with a fork and said while eating.

"I also brought a lot of good things home this time, including gold fish cakes from the Qiuyue Lantern Festival."

"When you say this, wipe the cream on your face well." Roland Hill looked at the little guy he liked the most, and then picked up the handkerchief and wiped the residue on Eidolon's face. cake.

"Ugh..."