The atmosphere in the car was a little heavy.

Shen Yunchi's thin lips pursed slightly, lowered his long eyelashes, and did not speak again.

The girl next to her leaned on the window of the car with great interest, looking out the window at the passing street.

She is always distracted outside.

It's not like at home, where the whole attention is on him.

The young warlord turned his face sideways and remained silent.

Ten minutes later.

The sedan was parked in front of Paramount Gate.

The most prestigious bustling song and dance hall in the Republic of China, like a veil and a cheongsam woman, blowing in the gentle temperament of the old Republic of China, the vehicles come and go in front of the door, the waiters open the door, the men in suits help out the girls in the car, the women wear long gloves on their hands, the veil hangs on the hat, covering the face, and the cheongsam sets off the beautiful figure.

The dignified young marshal came to Paramount in person, and the front of the door was naturally cleared. The waiter respectfully and carefully bent down, opened the car door, and wanted to step aside, but only to see ...... The back seat is not only the young marshal.

There were even others.

The waiter was stunned for a moment.

Shen Sanye's cleanliness habit, no one knows. The waiter had never seen anyone else in the back seat of his car.

When he was stunned, the person in the car turned his head, it was a beautiful and delicate little boy, very young, and smiled politely at him.

The smile is sweet.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, bent down respectfully, and reached out to help the other party.

But before he could help someone, a white and slender hand was raised next to him and gently put it on the slender shoulder of the little boy.

The young marshal in the seat raised his eyes and glanced at the waiter in front of the car door.

The waiter instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Subconsciously turn sideways and step back.

*

The group stepped into Paramount Gate, Yu Chu obediently followed the third master, and looked at the beautiful young ladies inside.

There was a singer singing on stage, with bright red lips behind the microphone, a rose pinned to her hair, and a tassel on her cheongsam.

The singing is tactful.

From time to time, someone in the audience sent waiters to deliver flowers.

As she sang, her eyes glanced at her, smiling affectionately, and her expression was vaguely shy.

Yu Chu glanced at the indifferent third master beside him.

It's really a walking girl's heart harvester.

She played with her heart, deliberately approached the other party, innocently wrapped her fingertips around the third master's fingertips, pinched the white fingertips under the black gloves, and wrapped them around softly, her body also leaned over, almost sticking to him, and muttered: "The third master hugs me." ”

“……”

The guards next to him looked at each other.

The young marshal didn't react, listening to the girl's sticky request, he didn't refuse, raised his hand to wrap his arms around her waist, the other party's small waist could easily be held with one hand, he glanced at her, remembering the last time he hugged her, his weight was too light, and said lightly: "Eat more in the future, your body is too weak." ”

The little lover nodded obediently.

Not far away, looking at the singer here, she almost sang the wrong word.

…… Young marshal him??

There was never anyone around the young marshal.

Even Miss Ling, who is the most popular in Paramount, has not been able to get close to the adult.

The singers are secretly close to each other, but no one has succeeded so far.

Therefore, when the singer on the stage saw this scene, she was so surprised that she almost bit her tongue.

Several people walked through the corridor.

The corridor at the back of Paramount twists and turns, and the singers of the past bow respectfully.

All the way to the innermost box.

Yu Chu saw two guards standing in front of the door of the box, wearing sunglasses, and respectfully opened the door.

Kneeling inside sat a girl with a beautiful face, wearing the most popular lip makeup, her long hair was softly coiled on the top of her hair, hanging down two strands, lining her delicate face, looking like a beautiful doll, with a kind of naïve and charming contradictory temperament.

She raised her eyes and looked over, and when she saw the figure of the young marshal, her eyes suddenly lit up slightly, she got up from the chair, saluted, her voice was also tender like water, and she lowered her eyes and said carefully: "My lord." ”

Yu Chu looked at the number one singer of Paramount.

The other party's route is a bit like his own...... They are all the types of soft and weak squeamish bags. Just looking at the appearance and temperament, the two of them are not up or down, Yu Chu's appearance is the type of Miss Jiao, and the Miss Ling in front of her is more charming.

Pure with natural charm.

The adult she shouted was also light and charming in her ears, and she deserved to be the number one singer, and her timbre shook off the other singers.

This Miss Ling never took her eyes off Shen Sanye.

It seems that he is an infatuated lover again.

Yu Chu pursed his lips.

The young marshal stepped into the box, and Yu Chu was about to follow in, but the two security guards wearing sunglasses in front of the door stretched out their hands to stop them, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Ling's private room, outsiders are not allowed to enter." ”

This is Miss Ling's rule.

Except for the young marshal, Miss Ling has never allowed anyone else to enter the room.

Yu Chu was stopped by the security guards, stunned, and turned his head to look at the guards brought by Shen Sanye, but they didn't follow up.

Don't you allow others to watch after chatting?

She stood innocently where she was.

The young officer looked back at her, his voice was indifferent, and he ordered the guard: "Take her outside to play, don't go far." ”

The guard of the Shen Mansion nodded respectfully and said, "Yes." ”

The man's eyes turned to her, "Go out with them." ”

“……”

People wanted to close the door and chat in private, Yu Chu was not blind, pursed his lips slightly, didn't say anything, turned his head and left first.

Shen Sanye saw that his little lover turned around and left, and he didn't even respond to a good word, as if he couldn't wait to leave himself to have fun...... His eyes sank, and he didn't know why, so he stopped her: "Wait." ”

The girl looked back.

"I'll go to you after talking about things." Shen Yunchi's voice was flat, "Don't go far." ”

Hear the words.

Miss Ling was slightly stunned.

She raised her gaze and looked at the little boy at the door, her eyes a little inquiring.

The little boy nodded vaguely, and was personally instructed by the young marshal, and his attitude was a little perfunctory, nodding his head indiscriminately, and he walked towards the hall of Paramount with great interest.

Miss Ling turned her head sideways to look at Shen Sanye again, and saw that the man's delicate face, narrow eyes, and not very happy look, but she didn't say anything about the little man, turned around and walked into the room calmly, her voice was indifferent, and she knocked on the table: "What information do you have recently, you need to call me here?" ”

“……”

There was a slight bitterness in Miss Ling's eyes.

If it weren't for being the most outstanding female spy in the six provinces, it would be almost impossible to see the other party, let alone invite him here to talk alone. Every time, she needs to desperately obtain some valuable information before she can happily send someone to send a message and invite the third master to come to Paramount to meet her.

Miss Ling hid the bitterness in her eyes, got up delicately, smiled on her face, poured a cup of tea with her small hand, and respectfully placed it in front of the young marshal.

The other party stared at her.