Team villains except me

Chapter 493 They Must Not Meet

Shanna had no idea how much her embroidery paintings could fetch.

Lanier's female eagles were generally deceived, and Shanna was even more so. She was a female eagle with a high self-esteem, and if she had known how generously she should have been paid, she would have been even more... even more annoying than she is now.

She listened carefully to Elliott's words, repeatedly asking about trivial details that she didn't need to consider.

After listening to Elliott's mention of collaboration, she asked Elliott again how much her work could be sold for.

That was a price she could earn without working hard for many years. She always thought she was not good enough, but she worked hard enough. Her wrists ached and her fingers always felt numb. However, the salary she could get was not much. Her husband treated her with indifference, as if without his promotion, her work would be nothing more than a clay pot that would not be seen even if it was covered with dust.

She enslaved herself for many years. She told herself that she would always have herself completely. She could save money to go to a place with the sea. She liked the sea. She liked the vast space. In that so-called home, except for responsibilities and scolding, she could not find anything that could belong to her completely.

She didn't even have her own storage room, and her balls of yarn were cramped in the living room. She had no space of her own, she didn't belong to herself, she was stuffed into the role of a wife and mother, just like when she was young she was casually stuffed into the bed of a strange eagle.

Her self-esteem was always folded, but she was very patient. She made herself not to make any complaints, she would always redeem herself, then she would buy a big house by the sea, there would be space for her in the house, nothing could stop her from making a decision, she would set aside a room to store her needles, her wool, her works.

At that time she didn't know there was a city like France.

She was too old. But her eyes were still bright, and she could see the difference between the sea and the sky. She wanted nothing more. She just wanted to take her savings and enjoy her last moments alone and happily. In her long memory, she had never had such a moment.

She thought she had given enough. But her son looked at her silently and fiercely, and he accused her of being selfish.

Her wishes were once again put on hold, and she listened to her son chattering about how disrespectful she was to her elders and how she didn't know how to behave. He said why she couldn't stay at home like other female eagles to take care of their children and grandchildren and play her own role. He said her private money didn't belong to her and that the money should be used to supplement the family income...

Her son has become a grandfather. She has never liked her son very much, but she has done her best. She feels that she must have given more than her son. Her son will never stand on her side. He was spoiled by Lanier. Compared with his mother, she is more like a servant who does not need to be kept by kind words.

She suddenly felt that life was meaningless. She had suffered a lot in her life, and she just wanted to use the money she earned to take a walk on the beach in her last days. She was too old to spread her wings. What was holding her back? How long would she have to endure?

Her son is still dividing her property among himself.

"Just leave half of the money to me. I won't be as selfish as you, mother. You are getting more and more confused as you get older. Didn't I buy you whatever you wanted? Look at what you wear, what you live in, and what you use. Have I treated you unfairly? Did you have to keep the money for yourself secretly? You are just like an undisciplined prostitute..."

Her son, with a grin on his face and the smell of powder still lingering on his body, put her money in his pocket, and his face looked almost identical to her long-dead husband.

She knew what he would do with her money.

Her daughter-in-law once covered her face and asked her for help.

That happened many years ago. Her daughter-in-law was Su Ying, a lively and clever female eagle. She liked Su Ying very much. But her son never knew how to respect the female eagle. How could a male eagle who couldn't even sympathize with his mother treat his wife well? After the dispute, there was violence, and in the end it became habitual indifference and derailment.

Su Ying wanted to leave. But where could a helpless female eagle escape to? She didn't know, but she was willing to help Su Ying. She gave all the money she had saved to Su Ying.

She had regretted it. She had prolonged her own suffering.

She had endured too much. She had waited too long. And in the end, her savings had become her son's prostitution money.

She had lived enough. She had given her son life, and now she wanted to die with him. But she still felt that she should not die. Even if she could not see, she could still hear the sound of her son's wings flapping.

She suddenly remembered the scene that had already faded.

Her son had no talent. When her son flew for the first time, her husband clapped his hands and laughed, saying that he was worthy of being his son.

Such a short distance. He didn't even touch the sky, the wind made him look like he was flying high, but he wasn't. She knew it wasn't. Her son ran over happily and hugged her, asking her, "Mom, am I awesome? Am I awesome? None of my friends can fly as high as I can. I'm the best. My dad says I'm a genius."

She said nothing.

At that time, her heart was filled with a strong sense of unwillingness. She thought, why wasn't she the one flying? She was the best, and she flew very lightly. But looking at her son's excited face, she felt despicable.

She was young then and forgave everything with love.

But is that really love?

No. It's not.

She accurately cut off her son's wings.

She had never gotten what she wanted. Now she had nothing. She wanted to collect some interest.

However, she didn't expect that she would still end up in France. In the most humiliating and embarrassing way. This was not what she expected. She should have used the money she earned to live the life she wanted. She would look at the moon on the bottom of the sea at night, and then walk on the sand and feel the sea breeze. If this was possible, she would be at peace even if she died now.

That's how it is. Life has always been full of twists and turns. She has been through so much that she has nothing to complain about. It should be this way.

But when she heard Elliott tell her about the valuation of her works in foreign countries, she couldn't help but feel angry. She was deceived. She was valuable, she was capable, and she should have been able to live the life she wanted a long time ago...

"Sanna, are you listening to me?"

Elliott knocked on the dusty cardboard, making a sound to bring Sana back to her senses.

Shanna paused, then grumbled in disgust.

"I hear you. I'm not that old yet."

"not necessarily."

Elliott shrugged and asked Shanna if she wanted to become a fashion guru and lead foreign fashion trends.

"That sounds great. But, Elliott, I am one of the best in Lanier. I want to raise the dividend ratio a little more."

Sana made her request shamelessly, and Ellit was so angry that he laughed. He called her a robber several times, but finally agreed with all his might.

Shanna spoke slowly.

"You little bastard, you gave in so easily, are you sympathizing with me?"

"Well, I'm sympathizing with you. In order to make me not sympathize with you, I suggest you don't raise the price."

"That won't work. You bastard, you don't want to make money. I beg you to have mercy on me."

"…Sanna, describing you as a demon is too kind. Were you pretending before?"

"What are you pretending to be? That's not true. Who can resist money? Those people felt sorry for me before and didn't give me money, but I wouldn't take it even if they gave it to me for free. I still have my wings and legs, but I'm blind. I'm not useless. Now that we're doing this deal, I've also put in some work, so I deserve the money."

The wind was rustling.

Sana stumbled to open the door.

"It's getting cold. Elliott, come in and don't clean up. I want to make money, so I don't want those junks."

"You know it's junk!"

"Ah. We didn't have anything before, so you must be uneasy living here. Put on your coat! I haven't lit the fire in my room yet. I'll make you some hot tea. Have you eaten yet? I didn't fry steak for you last time, so I'll make it up to you this time. You can play by yourself first, and clean up the room when you have time. Throw the junk outside, and Shepherd will come to collect it. She's a caring child."

Elliott sat on the sofa and put on the thick coat that Shanna had prepared. He got up and walked around Shanna's house and found that Shanna had not added any new garbage this week.

Shanna cleared a room. The room was covered with blankets, and it felt much warmer once she entered. The room only had a bed and a wardrobe. It was so clean and tidy that it was out of place in the whole house.

Ellit looked at it for a moment, then walked to the kitchen as if nothing had happened and asked Shanna if she wanted to meet the perfect person.

"My teammates. Two of them are in France now. I told them about you."

"Your friend?"

"My...important person."

"Well, call them to dinner. Tonight. I want to see how perfect it is."

"No way. After eating here, going back to the Lord's Palace or the Church of the Holy Trinity is too far to cross the country."

"Then live here."

"You mean living on garbage?"

"Can't you little brats clean up after yourselves?"

"Can't you be a good host? If you throw away something you think is valuable--"

"Oh. That's good. I want triple compensation."

Elliott listened to the sizzling sound of frying and closed his eyes.

"Sanna, you are blackmailing me."

Shanna readily admitted it. After a while, she asked Elliott to take out the fried meat patties and asked him how many teammates he had.

"Six. And one of our children."

"Getting married so early? I thought you foreigners had nothing in common with Lanier."

"No. Never mind. I'll explain it to you later. You won't understand it at all."

Elliott scooped out all the patties, then he realized what was happening.

"Isn't it fried steak?"

"Eat croquettes, that's about it."

"Sanna, how many words of truth can you get out of your mouth?"

"I mean it sincerely."

"Sannah!"

"Eat your croquettes, and stop making all that noise. I'm old, and it gives me a headache."

Sana ended the fight unilaterally. She paced back and forth, and after Ellit finished his fried meat patties, she handed him a cup of hot tea.

"Have you finished eating? After you finish, take a rest and then go back to work."

"What kind of work?"

"Aren't your teammates coming? Clean up two rooms first, and after your teammates arrive, you can clean up the other rooms. These are just junk, just throw them wherever you want."

“They may not be willing to come yet.”

"Then you can't. If you can't invite the people you think are important, then you are not that important to them."

"…If I invite them, they will definitely come."

"So you invited them?"

"Half of them are in Trentsetan."

"Trensedam? What a familiar city."

"you've been to?"

"No. A female eagle I knew went to Trencedam. I never saw her again."

"Do you want to see her?"

"...I want her to pay me back. I gave her a lot of money in the beginning."

"What's her name?"

"Why are you asking her name? She should have settled down by now. There's no need to bother her anymore."

"What if she's not doing well?"

Shanna didn't speak immediately. Ellit looked up at her, thinking Shanna would say "what does that have to do with me", but Shanna turned around twice and spoke in a tough tone.

"If she's not doing well, there's nothing I can do. Lanier is full of potholes. If she leaves one, she'll fall into another."

"So do you want to help her?"

Elliott said this calmly, and Sana thought he was joking.

"How can I help her? I can hardly help myself."

“If you work fast, you’ll have a lot of money soon enough.”

Shanna didn't say anything. After a long while, Shanna touched the white gauze covering her eyes and said a name.

"Su Ying. Her name is Su Ying. I don't know if she changed her name when she went to Trencedan. She should be old enough to be your mother now."

……

"Sulan, our most distinguished guest is here, and you didn't even inform me first. Go and call over the ones I've been training these past two days."

Falankan rudely asked Sulan to leave, but when she turned around, the look she gave Fiana was truly loving.

"Fiana, after you left, I have been wondering what reasons I can use to convince you to allow our children from Trentsiden to study in your territory.

Well, I found a reason that you will find hard to refuse - ha, just in time, they are here. "

Sulan walked over with three expressionless female eagles.

Fiana saw the unhealed wounds on the three female eagles, and she had a formed idea at this moment, but she thought it was ridiculous.

——We shouldn’t have let Zhulang and Huett go somewhere else first.

She underestimated how terrible Falankan would be once he made up his mind. She really wanted to tell Elliott, who was far away in France, that Falankan must be even more unbearable than that "Sanna".