Fu Yue turned his head and glanced at Bo Sijin lightly, "Young Marshal Bo." ”

Her attitude is cold, the kind of indifference that exudes from the inside out, rejecting people from thousands of miles away, and the arrogance of being cold and dusty.

On weekdays, as the person in charge of the military power of one party, Bo Si is handsome and handsome, and the famous ladies in Shanghai are all squeezing their heads and wanting to stick them up, and he really rarely encounters this kind of situation of touching his nose.

"Didn't Miss Wen say that she wanted to remove her makeup, why didn't she do it for a long time?"

As he spoke, Bo Sijin glanced at Fu Yue.

Seeing that this Tsing Yi drama has painted heavy eyebrows and eyes, but there is also a dusty beauty, which can't help but make him look forward to her true appearance, and he can't wait to see it.

Fu Yue lowered his eyes and said, "Wen Liang is ugly, I'm afraid it will pollute the young marshal's eyes." ”

"Young Marshal Bo, please go back."

She ordered the eviction.

Bo Sijin was laughed at by Fu Yue's attitude, how could he ever meet such a woman who didn't know what to do.

He spoke to her in a good voice, and she gave the order to expel the guest as soon as she opened her mouth.

Bo Sijin is a domineering character, and he is contaminated with the bad habits of the male protagonist of the ancient text, and he has a strong domineering atmosphere when he opens his mouth.

"Wen Liang, is this your Paramount hospitality?"

"Why do you want to get Ben Shuai's attention?"

Fu Yue's eyelids jumped.

This is what I said.... She felt a little embarrassed for the man.

It's over, she seems to have a problem, a problem that embarrasses others.

She put down the comb in her hand, raised her eyes, looked at Bo Sijin expressionlessly, and said, "Young Marshal Bo." I'm an actor, a singer, and when I get off stage, you won't be my guest. ”

"If you want to laugh with a girl, Paramount is full of dancers."

"Young Marshal Bo, please take care of yourself."

Hearing Fu Yue say this, Bo Sijin's chest seemed to burn with a raging anger. He had a gut feeling that this woman shouldn't have such an attitude towards him, but he couldn't explain why.

Just as he was about to say something, a man in military uniform suddenly ran in from outside, trotted to Bo Sijin's side, and whispered something into his ear.

Bo Sijin's brows suddenly twisted, and he couldn't help but whisper: "What? ”

Looks like something urgent.

Before turning to leave, Bo Sijin also looked at Fu Yue deeply, as if he wanted to remember her, so he turned around and left.

Fu Yue's dead fish face.

She couldn't help but complain about System 677.

"What's the matter with this Bo Sijin? Didn't he become interested in her after seeing Wen Liang's face in the original plot? ”

"What's going on with him today, he's in heat?"

System 677: [...... Host, you laugh. 】

[Harm, host, you seem to have some misunderstanding of your own charm, don't you know how many peach blossoms your physique has? 】

Fu Yue: "......"

This general statement made so much sense that she was speechless for a while.

After a long time, she sighed faintly.

"Looks like I'm holding a heartthrob Mary Sue script......"

"It's a real headache."

*

Paramount at night.

Drunk and golden, the lights are bright.

In the hall with fragrant clothes and golden temples, women in cheongsams stepped on small black heels, laughter swayed, and the men and women on the dance floor were confused.

Paramount on the third floor.

There are no lights inside, and unlike the bustling and lively downstairs, it is cold and silent here.

The steward of Paramount stood there trembling, not knowing why he had been called suddenly, or to this gentleman.

He doesn't seem to have done anything wrong......