Before Cheng Lifeng could say anything, Yongwen hurriedly walked over through the middle stage, his expression was solemn, his brows were furrowed, and the documents in his hand were a little wrinkled because he was soaked in sweat from clutching them.

An Lingyu shook the red wine glass in her hand, and glanced at the crowd through the amber wine, An Siqing didn't come, originally thought that she would be able to watch a good show.

Drinking casually, An Lingyu had no intention of avoiding it, according to Yongwen's demeanor, I was afraid that something big would happen.

"Young master, the industry over there ...... Yangtze River" Yongwen's voice became smaller and smaller, and he deliberately lowered his voice. There was a lot of noise next to her, all kinds of Western music symphonies, An Lingyu couldn't hear it clearly, so she gave up.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Lifeng still has his own industry. Squinting her beautiful eyes, An Lingyu hooked her lips and snorted softly, too, if there is no industry, how can he feed his army?

Cheng Lifeng's face became deeper and darker, and after a few words of command to Yongwen, he said meaningfully to An Lingyu: "I have something to leave for a while, if you have anything, let someone go to Yongwen." You'd better be able to settle down during my absence. ”

"What did the young marshal say?" An Lingyu grabbed Cheng Lifeng, her jade lotus-like white arms wrapped around his arms, her delicate and small chin rested on his shoulder, and she exhaled like an orchid.

"Where is Red Tears who is the person who causes trouble, it hurts Red Tears' heart too much when you say that." Seeing that Cheng Lifeng was a little impatient, An Lingyu pouted, pretending to be reluctant to touch Cheng Lifeng's arm and said, "The red tears are waiting for the young marshal to come back!" ”

With an indifferent "um", Cheng Lifeng left with a windy step, very hurried. Eyes flowed, An Lingyu felt that it was necessary to talk to her father-in-law Guo Yan about this matter.

happened to have the list that Cheng Lifeng wanted, and he also sent it out. After making up her mind, An Lingyu left the banquet. Anyway, Cheng Lifeng has already left, and it doesn't matter if she leaves the table or not.

It was late autumn, and there were few people on the street, An Lingyu wrapped the fox coat on her body tightly, and Yongwen had already gone back with someone. The white fox fur lined An Lingyu's beautiful little face became more and more captivating, and her slightly curled hair was draped behind her ears, looking like a noble lady.

The female students with short ear-length hair were running around with their books in twos and threes, and they were wearing blue-gray old-fashioned cheongsam, which was very different from the high-slit new-style cheongsam on An Lingyu's body, and a clear-eyed person could tell it at a glance.

Several people walked past An Lingyu, looked at them cautiously with envy, and muttered, "She's so beautiful!" ”

"yes, yes. I originally thought that my Abba's newly married third aunt was already beautiful enough, but I didn't expect her to be 10,000 times more beautiful than her! The female student wearing the pearl earrings had big eyes and dark eyes, and was taken aback when she saw the ruby pendant around An Lingyu's neck.

Then he snorted coldly with disdain: "I'm afraid that it's a dancer who makes money again, let's go!" Then he took his companion and left.

She doesn't like this kind of woman the most, relying on her beautiful face to seduce indiscriminately, the ruby pendant is worth a lot of money at a glance, a serious female student will not be so bells and whistles, and she doesn't comb a woman's hair bun, and it is estimated that it is the aunt's wife.

An Lingyu shook her head amusedly, there was also a group of children who didn't know what to call it, just the little flowers in the greenhouse, just like Fang Yumeng.

When I came to the café agreed with my father-in-law, there were not many people, and it was very quiet. An Lingyu looked left and right, and after making sure that no one was following, she went up to the second floor and found a rather secluded box and sat down.

"A cup of Blue Mountain coffee, mousse cake, and a red bean cake." An Lingyu roughly browsed it, and closed the menu after saying the agreed password.

The waiter was a newcomer and was stunned, and said dumbly: "I'm sorry for this young lady, we have a Western restaurant here, and there is no red bean cake." There is a mousse cake, but it has to be made new, at least wait an hour, ......? ”

"Then call your manager." An Lingyu interrupted the waiter without saying anything, she was a little anxious, afraid that Yongwen would find something.

It didn't take long for the manager to come, a young man in his twenties, and after a few words of greeting, An Lingyu handed him the envelope that had been prepared.

The young man glanced at the tight envelope of the bag, nodded solemnly, and then got up to leave, An Lingyu shouted to stop him.

"Wait a minute, remember to find someone to buy a red bean cake for me, the mousse cake is not necessary, it's a little late, I'm afraid of getting fat."

After a while, the waiter just now came with a packaged red bean cake. It's Xu Fuji's, An Lingyu hooked her lips and did a full set of plays.

As we all know, Hsu Fu Chi's pastries are suitable for people who don't like sweetness very much, and if the sugar content is low, they will naturally not get fat.

Carrying the wrapped red bean cake, An Lingyu wandered around the street endlessly, seemingly careless, but in fact, she knew the corners of the street by heart. With a few more turns, she could sketch out the map of the sea city.

There are a lot of people in front of me, and I don't know what to look at. An Lingyu walked in and glanced at it, it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, she looked a little young, her little face was tense, and there was a sign standing in front of her. It reads:

"The two of them came from the Yangtze River with their brother and were from the Sumen Dart Bureau. Due to the flood of the Yangtze River, there is no fixed place to live, and my brother has no money for treatment of typhoid fever. ”

Nowadays, everyone pays attention to the new era, and the term "deed of sale" has long been considered an old custom and has been abandoned. Large families choose servants to nurse the home, and they all choose local honest and duty-bound people, this little girl comes from far away, and it must be difficult to find a job.

An Lingyu narrowed her beautiful eyes, thinking of the Yangtze River mentioned by Yongwen, and instantly understood why Cheng Lifeng left in a hurry. Glancing at the girl who was surrounded, An Lingyu didn't say anything and turned to leave.

There are too many unfortunate people in this world, and she can't save them one by one, and she hasn't been able to save herself yet.

At this time, a carriage came galloping, and the horse seemed to be frightened, and galloped all the way, overturning many small stalls and vendors, and screaming again and again. The man sitting in the carriage was sweating profusely and waving his hands.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

As soon as An Lingyu turned around, the carriage was already a foot away from her, and she clearly saw the triumphant smile on the corner of the groom's mouth, but she was still pretending to be shouting: "The woman in front!" Get out of the way! ”

Is it so that she can be in a trance?