In the living room of the mansion, the Austrian princess was immersed in her piano playing and ignored Lin Youde and Isabella who came in.
After playing the song, she stood up, turned around and wanted to say hello to Lin Youde, but when she saw Isabella, she showed a surprised expression.
"This...Isabella..."
European royal families are basically related to each other. From the perspective of blood and genealogy, they are all distant relatives, so even if they are not familiar with each other, they can still recognize their appearance.
"...Well, there are very complicated reasons for this." Isabella was also very embarrassed. It stands to reason that she should have foreseen that she would be exposed and had made corresponding mental preparations.
Sissi turned her attention to Lin Youde.
Lin Youde spread his hands and said: "I was also surprised. After the Intelligence Department received the intelligence, during the confirmation process, we found that someone had set a trap for us, so we suspected that it was false intelligence and a trap deliberately set by someone."
"False information? Trap?" Isabella frowned and stared at Lin Youde.
"The information about your unfortunate fate was revealed to us by your favorite lady, but the agents of the European Bureau soon discovered that it was a bait thrown by Moriarty."
At this time, Sissi interrupted Lin Youde: "I, wouldn't it be better for me to retreat first?"
"No, it doesn't matter. You've heard enough secrets anyway."
In fact, there are not many, Lin Ji employees who can come close to Sissi have a very high sense of responsibility and loyalty. Lin Youde's words were purely nonsense for Isabella to hear.
"After discovering that it was a trap, the European Bureau thought that this false information was a bit strange, because if it was really a trap, it should come up with something more reliable instead of this kind of story that is more like a fantasy, so it asked me for instructions on the next step.
action. Then I instructed them to use their tactics to find out whether the information was true or false. As a result, they caught a big fish. Until now, there are many things that cannot be clearly explained in the whole process, such as the favored lady.
We still can’t come up with a reliable explanation as to which side they are from.”
Isabella looked suspicious.
"Why are you saying this suddenly? Is it okay to say such a confidential matter like this?"
"This is not a confidential matter." Lin Youde looked surprised, "Sissi has recognized you. It is impossible to hide your identity. There is no one in this room who needs to be concealed. Why?
Let’s talk confidentially?”
"But weren't you always tight-lipped before?"
"That's because you didn't ask me. I'm still worried about not getting the chance to tell you this. By the way, what do you think of Miss Favorite? If she can be trusted, she is a huge mole. Europe
Those guys in the bureau will definitely be happy to death."
As he spoke, Lin Youde looked at Isabella expectantly.
Isabella thought for a moment and shook her head.
"No, you can't trust Wen Sili. I'm not sure why she leaked information to you, but I'm sure she's from Moriarty's side."
"Understood, I will order the European Bureau to blacklist her later."
After speaking, Lin Youde turned to Sissi: "Are you tired from playing today?"
Sissi shook her head.
"Great, then I want to ask for a song. I'll play "Bad Apple," which I showed you the score last time."
"Bad apple?" Isabella raised her eyebrows, "What a bad name..."
At this time, Sissi pressed the strings, and the flamboyant melody immediately blocked Isabella's mouth.
Isabella listened with her mouth half-open for almost a minute, then looked up and down at Lin Youde with suspicious eyes.
"This...was composed by you?"
Lin Youde nodded. He turned around and came to the sofa, sat down, and then patted the place next to him...
Originally, Lin Youde was sure that Isabella would say "Huh, who wants to sit next to you?" and then ran to the seat opposite and sat down. Unexpectedly, Isabella didn't know whether she was shocked by the melody of "Rotten Apple" or not.
The innocent head was kicked by a donkey, but she sat down next to Lin Youde so obediently.
Facing Lin Youde's surprised face, Isabella looked a little embarrassed.
"What are you doing? Didn't you ask me to come over and sit down? And if you want to get a perfect appreciation, you have to sit directly in front of the piano."
Lin Youde really wants to tell Isabella how soft and cute she looks now, but it's really illegal to come here to show off her cuteness even though she is the royal sister!
The idea of taking advantage of the situation was very rampant in Lin Youde's mind, so his left hand slipped along the back of the sofa towards Isabella, but she pushed him back mercilessly.
Lin Youde could only shrug angrily.
After Sissi finished playing the song, she sat in front of the piano and looked back at Lin Youde, as if she was waiting for instructions.
Lin Youde yawned and said to Sissi: "Just play something soft, I want to take a nap."
As he spoke, Lin Youde turned his body sideways, and before Isabella had time to react, he put his head on her knees.
"You guy..." he exclaimed softly.
"It's just a knee pillow, don't make such a fuss. I'm not taking advantage of you."
"You are taking advantage."
Lin Youde didn't answer. He turned over and faced the coffee table. He yawned again and then closed his eyes.
Beethoven's "Moonlight" flowed from between Sissi's keys and enveloped the entire room.
Isabella looked like she wanted to continue scolding Lin Youde, but in the end she said nothing and just muttered: "What a random bastard."
After saying that, she leaned back, let go of all her body strength, leaned on the back of the sofa, and listened quietly to the beautiful music.
It was just one song. Sissi turned back, glanced at Lin Youde on Isabella's knee, then looked away, and started playing the next song.
Isabella watched Sissi's actions from beginning to end, as if she didn't understand why. She suddenly realized it after Sissi finished playing the first fugue.
"You guys, aren't you really asleep?"
Isabella lowered her head to look at Lin Youde, but her view was blocked by her chest. She could only stretch her neck to confirm Lin Youde's condition, but her breasts pressed firmly against the side of Lin Youde's face.
Two blushes appeared on Isabella's face.
Fortunately, Lin Youde really slept like a dead pig with her legs on his pillow, otherwise her face would definitely turn into a monkey's butt.
Isabella took a deep breath and stabilized her mind.
"You guy," she murmured in a low voice, "you really don't worry about me suddenly having murderous intent and breaking your neck."
As she spoke, Isabella raised her hand and stroked Lin Youde's neatly cropped head with gentle movements.
"The hair is so soft, like a baby's."
Isabella paused for a while and continued to talk to herself: "After this period of time, I really can't understand more and more how a guy like you can establish and maintain such a huge organization.
"
The answer is that he cheated, but unfortunately Isabella would never have thought of this.