Tan Sang blinked, she couldn't hide her bad intentions in her eyes, she asked again, "You...... Are you sure? ”

The middle-aged woman was about to reprimand.

Suddenly, a waiter dressed as a waiter rushed to the middle-aged woman, and hurriedly stopped, "Manager - quick, fast, ......"

The middle-aged woman asked impatiently.

"What's faster, what's more important than being on stage?"

The waiter pointed behind him, and gasped out of breath—

"The young marshal is here!"

The middle-aged woman was stunned.

Young marshal? Among the six governors of the three provinces, the most feared is a young marshal - Lord Shen Jijin, who protects these many people.

Hasn't he always only looked for Miss Bai? What kind of wind is blowing to get him in the front hall today?

I used the young marshal to bluff this careless little girl, but I didn't expect the young marshal to come by himself.

"Girl, I said you, don't hold it, the young marshal is here, if you perform well and are promoted, then you will be the next Miss Bai."

Without waiting for Tan Sang to answer, the middle-aged woman ordered the waiter again, the lights and music should be adjusted, and Tan Sang was given a black gauze hat.

She was originally wearing a red cheongsam, but the style was simple.

In fact, according to Tan Sang's temperament, he would never wear such simple clothes, but the original owner couldn't handle those clothes, so he simply wore such a one.

As soon as Shen Jijin entered the front hall, he saw the little girl on the stage at a glance.

Her hair was loosely tied up and pinned with an old hairpin.

The light was dim, and she stood in the shadows.

Under the bright red background, her fairness is even more dazzling, and the streamer sweeps through the clear eyes, seducing the soul.

Suddenly, the lights were bright.

She appeared in the light, the black silk mesh veil covered her eyes, and the little girl's skin was as white as snow, and her lips were red and bewitching, but she was really beautiful.

The low voice sounded first, but the tone was not on the score at all, but he knew that the little girl was singing tonight.

There was a sigh from the audience, but for the sake of this beauty's face, it did not disturb the quiet.

The man raised his hand, and a group of subordinates behind him stopped.

He rested his elbows on the armrests of the wheelchair, his fingers interlocked, his eyes down, and the deep smile in his eyes.

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He didn't know that his little wife looked soft and weak, very delicate, and could still be like this...... Lovely.

The stunned adjutant next to him would be crazy if he heard the young marshal's heart, this song was sung in a mess, all the tunes were wrong, and if he could sing it wrong, there would be a few people in the world.

The accompaniment music stopped, and the man's face was as cold as a knife.

The middle-aged woman didn't expect such a good-looking little girl to be a five-tone incomplete?!

Then you TM didn't say it earlier?

What if the young marshal gets bored of hearing it and gets angry and demolishes this place?!

So he glanced at Tan Sang resentfully, and he had such a stunning beautiful face as the master who had done bad things.

She blinked innocently, and a pair of peach blossom eyes shone brightly, even staring at these eyes made people blame for not being able to give birth to half a point.

The middle-aged woman immediately remembered her shirk and last promise.

She said that what this person thought about was opened, and it turned out that the back hand was here.

And you really can't blame her, she didn't really say yes.

The middle-aged woman who sorted everything out like this could only break her teeth and chew it into her mouth.