After thinking about it, he felt that it would be better not to place any hope on Duke Elliot's side.

"Oh, it's useless to tell you this." Seeing that he also frowned, Ge Li said a little disappointed, "I just... feel a little guilty that I can't share my father's worries."

Not only could they not share their worries, but they also did so many things that betrayed the family with people from the old enemy's side.

Wayne also walked over and sat next to her, holding her shoulders and holding her in his arms.

"By developing yourself, you are sharing his worries." Wayne comforted him.

"If it were my daughter, I would definitely put her own happiness much more important than the so-called 'family'."

The things that worry Mr. Franz are ultimately work matters.

Even if he no longer serves as finance minister, the Edgeworth family, as a hereditary noble family, will not fall to the bottom. It will just be that they cannot do whatever they want like before.

However, such a situation is unacceptable to Franz himself.

"If you want to make some money in a short period of time, there are still ways." Wayne said, "But it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause."

If you want to cure the root cause, it will definitely be difficult to achieve without reforming the entire aristocratic system.

take it easy.

Just think of it as a way to make yourself feel more comfortable in this world.

He said: "I will write a "Ten Strategies for Increasing Revenue and Reducing Expenditure", and you can give it to your father privately and ask him to submit it to the king in his name."

Although George II was the king, his power was greatly shared by the various nobles below. In terms of authority, it was completely inferior to the feudal autocratic monarchy of the Celestial Dynasty.

Judging from his consistent performance, it may not be that he is unaware of the financial pressure, but he just doesn't want to stand out and attract firepower.

When the people below have finished arguing, he will definitely stand up and support the side that does not affect his prestige.

If Franz could give him hope and offer to bring additional tax revenue to the kingdom, he would definitely not refuse.

Hearing this, Ge Li glanced at him in surprise.

"You don't want to frame my father, do you?" she asked suspiciously.

"How could it be? You have to believe in your father's experience. If you have bad opinions, he won't just hand them over to the king." He said righteously.

When Franz saw that his daughter had such a keen talent, it was too late to be happy.

Hmm...it's best to let him gradually get used to trusting his "daughter's judgment".

After Wayne coaxed and coaxed, Geli reluctantly believed that he had no bad intentions.

"If you take advantage of my trust and do something that harms the Edgeworth family, I will never forgive you." She said seriously.

Wayne paused slightly and said, "No matter what, I will not harm Miss Song Li."

The two figures overlapped again in the lounge.

The gentle breeze plays with the green leaves hanging on the branches.

The clothes he had just arranged were messed up again.

…

When he came home from school, Wayne's expression was always thoughtful.

However, Chris sitting across from the carriage was also thoughtful all the time.

The two of them were silent all the way.

"Mother!"

As soon as she stepped into the house, Chris ran straight into Mrs. Ashwell's arms.

"Chris, how many times have I told you? As a lady, you shouldn't make such a reckless move!"

Although Mrs. Ashwell's tone was tough, her eyes were full of doting.

"Mother." Wayne followed behind and bowed perfectly.

Looking at the grown-up boy in front of her, Mrs. Ashwell smiled and asked, "How were you and Chris at school today?"

"Very good." Wayne said, "Chris was praised by the teacher in the baking class today."

Chrissy immediately raised her chin proudly, with a "Come on, praise me" look on her face.

So, Ashwell helplessly touched Chrissy's golden curls.

Perhaps because Wayne put in a good word for her, Chris spent the night studying with Wayne for the first time.

"Chris, did you eat something wrong today?"

Seeing her sitting and thinking hard, Wayne couldn't help but asked worriedly.

During this period of time, Wayne basically did two copies of all the homework.

Of course, he would change the handwriting and reorganize the language so that the teacher would not find it easily.

After training, he imitated Chrissy's handwriting and it was almost 80 to 90% similar, so it wasn't too difficult to get away with it.

Even if any teacher is more responsible and notices something is wrong, he will basically pretend not to notice it under the intimidation of being a big noble.

Such similar ghostwriting behavior has become a common practice among aristocratic children and is no longer an isolated incident.

Hearing the hidden question in his words, Chris rolled her eyes at him.

"Wouldn't it be better to help lighten your burden?"

Wayne glanced at the handwriting she had just started to write. "I'm afraid that when I finish writing, you will still be stuck at the beginning."

"You!" Chris slapped the table and walked over with an imposing voice.

But when she saw that he had finished most of his homework, she suddenly softened.

"Why did you write so fast?!" she said in disbelief.

"It's not that I'm too fast, it's that you are too slow." Wayne shook his head and continued to write the answer to the next question.

"Ah ah... don't write so fast!"

Chrissy became anxious and put her arms around Wayne's neck, trying to interfere with him.

Wayne quickly grabbed her wrist and turned it.

Chrissy fell into his arms obediently.

After falling into the tiger's mouth, Chris realized what had happened, her face turned red, and she wanted to get up and escape.

"Humph, you want to run away now? It's too late."

He moved his chair in, put his hands around Chris's back, and placed them on the desk.

In this way, Chris was successfully trapped in his arms.

"Kiss me and I'll let you out," he said.

"you……"

Chrissy was stuck by him and couldn't move. The more she struggled, the larger the contact area became.

It didn't take long for her to become honest.

"I won't kiss you."

"No kiss? Then it will stay like this until someone else breaks in."

Wayne wasn't worried that she would disagree.

Listening to what he said, Chris thought of her last experience and her face turned even redder.

Wayne smiled and pursed his lips, "Hurry up, kiss me sooner and let you go sooner."

"...Then, don't keep your word!" Chris said in a rather stern voice.

"Just a kiss."

Reluctantly believing him, Chris closed her eyes and raised her upper body slightly.

Wayne lowered his head and kissed her for a long time.

For a long time, Chris began to push him out again.

After she was finally let go, she kept breathing heavily, as if she could hardly breathe.

She complained with grievance: "You lied to me!"
Chapter completed!