I Am a Nobleman in England

The Christmas music played, snowflakes fell from the sky, and fell on the streets of Dunsford Village like a miracle. Eddie and Arthur opened their arms and let the snowflakes fall on their bodies, and took a group photo with the children.

And Edmund and some children were laughing and playing, having a snowball fight, and being besieged by the children.

Christmas, to the children of rich families in the city, means big shopping malls, amusement parks, and Christmas gifts, but it is no different for children from less wealthy families, or even children from families who have lost their jobs due to the economic crisis.

The appearance of Arthur's family not only brought infinite surprises to these children, but also brought joy of hope. The excited eyes and smiling faces of each child when they received the gift really made me very happy. people touch.

Of course, there are also parents of those children who are slightly embarrassed but full of excitement and can't stop thanking them. Looking at the smiling faces of the children holding gifts, they are even more grateful for the kindness of the Arthur family.

"Next Christmas, I will come over to give you gifts..."

After hearing the news, all the little ones were overjoyed and screamed excitedly. Arthur laughed and continued loudly: "I will make a list and double-check it according to the letters your parents wrote to me. Which kids are naughty and which kids are very sensible. I don't give Christmas presents to naughty kids."

"Hehe, Tina, did you hear that, if you are not good, there will be no gift..."

"I will be very good!"

. . . . . .

The children's romps, laughter, and adults' happy faces bloomed together on the bustling Dunsford Street.

After all the gifts were distributed, Arthur and his party returned to Boleyn Manor in a carriage under the thanks and farewell of the people from the Dunsford Management Committee who rushed over.

Eddie took off his white beard, his pretty face seemed to be red from the cold, took off his gloves, reached out to catch the falling snowflakes, looked at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and sighed sincerely: "Sure enough, there is only Christmas with snow, It makes people feel full of energy!"

And Edmund, who did a super heartwarming thing, was also very happy when he thought of seeing the children happy with the presents. He rubbed his cold hands because of the snowball fight with the children and said, "This is The most meaningful Christmas I have ever had, remember to call me next year!"

"Hehe." Looking at Eddie and Edmund with smiles on their faces, Arthur drove the carriage and said happily, "This is the fragrance of roses..."

No matter what purpose Arthur had for doing this before, when he saw the smiling faces and happy faces of the children, it seemed that those purposes were not so important.

Walking along the snow-paved road until we returned to Boleyn Manor, watching the fairy-tale castle-like home in the distance shimmering in silver, at this time, in the Christmas air, not only Asia The three laughed and sang Christmas carols, and they seemed to be able to smell the sweets and barbecue in the air. . .

At the same time, far away in London, three express trucks loaded with hundreds of exquisite gift boxes have already stopped at the destinations they were looking for.

"Ding dong—"

"Crack——"

"Hello, are you Ms. Arimia Clarke?"

Arimia, who was wearing a white sweater and jeans, looked suspiciously at the courier standing at the door, nodded and said, "Yes,

What's the matter? "

"Honey, who is it?"

"It's for me." Arimia called back to the people in the room, and looked at the smiling courier at the door again.

"Please sign, here, sign your name."

Arimia took the order, signed for it, and asked with a slight frown: "Can you tell me, who delivered the courier?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you according to the customer's request, but the customer said that you will know it when you see the gift."

After signing, Arimia shook her head and laughed. She had already guessed whose handwriting it was. Before that, she was still depressed. Why didn't she receive the Christmas gift he gave her? It turned out that she wanted to surprise herself.

"Okay, what about my package?" Arimia handed the list to the courier, and saw that the other party was empty-handed and did not see the gift.

"Please come with me—"

Without hesitation, Arimia braved the snow and followed the courier to the truck parked on the side of the road.

"Crack——"

"Oh, God, all of these?" The truck door opened, and Arimia looked at the gift boxes piled up like a hill, her almond eyes widened, and she shouted in surprise.

"Yes, ma'am, that's all! Merry Christmas!" said the courier with a smile on his face, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Wow, so many Christmas presents? All for you? Honey, is there anything you need to tell us?"

Just as Arimia received a large bouquet of red roses from the courier and smiled sweetly, her father's voice came from behind her. Looking back at her parents standing behind her, she raised her eyebrows and said with a sweet smile: "secret!"

. . . . . .

"Wow-wow--"

"Another Prada bag... My dear, should you give us an explanation!"

At this time, wearing a set of warm home clothes, Emily Shaw, who still couldn't ignore her sexy charm, sat on the carpet covered with various Prada bags, perfumes, and accessories with a happy sweet smile on her face, while standing Her parents on the side looked at the Christmas presents that already exceeded hundreds of thousands of pounds in a little astonishment, and looked at Emily with serious expressions and asked.

"Hehe, I won't tell you guys! Mom, this bag is for you..." Emily smiled happily and threw a black bag to her mother who was standing aside.

. . . . . .

"Honey, do you have a boyfriend? Oh, oh, did he loot the LV store?"

The same scene was also playing out at Aimo's house. Aimo's mother embraced her daughter's shoulders with bright eyes, and looked at Aimo, hoping to see some clues from her face.

Aimo looked at the hundreds of gift boxes in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he shook his head helplessly and sweetly, this is really something Arthur can do.

"Mom, as long as you don't ask, you can choose whatever you like, how about it?"

"You want to bribe me?"

"If you don't want it, forget it..."

"Don't even think about it—do you think I look good with this bag on my back..."

In the hall of Boleyn Castle, the sparkling Christmas tree leaves people with deep Christmas memories, and in order to welcome this special festival, Arthur, Eddie, and Edmund have all put on traditional clothes again. Christmas costumes.

In the magic of winter, sitting around the fireplace, watching the snowflakes dancing outside the window, admiring the beautiful scenery, and tasting the delicacies of afternoon tea.