Xue Shao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows lightly.

Since the fall of the Tsar in Russia, after the civil strife, many nobles in the Tsarist period were forced to the gallows, and the more beautiful the nobles in the Tsarist period, the worse the end, their families were either exiled or forced into exile in China.

Among these exiled White Russians, tall and beautiful White Russian women are naturally indispensable, and once these women arrive in Harbin or Mukden, due to language barriers, they have no livelihood skills, and are forced to make a living, and those who are lucky can go to work as waiters in hotels such as Madeir, or go to work as salesmen in leather shops opened by Russians, but most women can only go to the land of fireworks and do some leather and meat business.

Therefore, the reputation of the Belarusian woman in the three eastern provinces is almost linked to that of the fireworks woman.

At this time, although the social circle of Fengtian was proud of the beautiful White Russian woman who was carrying the female companion next to him, he was not even allowed to enter the door of the serious family, and he could only be used as a plaything for the rich.

Now Fan Qiming actually called this White Russian woman an insider, and personally brought the daughter born with her into the social circle of Fengtian, which shows that Fan Qiming should be true love for this woman.

In the name of holding a banquet for his father and bringing his daughter into the social circle, Fan Qiming's ambition is not small.

He looked at the mixed-race girl named Yan Qiao in front of his father through the crowd and smiled without a trace.

At the dinner that night, Fan Yanqiao was undoubtedly the brightest star, after a song of the blue Danube, she thanked her, and followed Fan Qiming to be introduced to everyone by him, and when she found him, he was standing on the terrace blowing the evening breeze.

Fan Qiming called him in a smiling voice: "Da Shao......"

When Xue Shao turned around, he saw Fan Yanqiao standing behind him with a cramped face.

He glanced at her and turned his gaze to Fan Qiming's face: "Uncle Fan......"

He was polite and well-bred, and although he knew what he meant, he still made a good gesture.

Fan Qiming was obviously very respectful of him, he glanced down at Fan Yanqiao, and said to Xue Shao: "I heard the big marshal say that you once studied in Russia, and it just so happens that my daughter can speak Russian, I wonder if you can have some common topics." ”

Xue Shao smiled slightly: "Really?" ”

Fan Qiming lowered his head and said with a smile to Fan Yanqiao: "You are also half a master tonight, you are not much different in age, you might as well blow the wind together here, the summer night in Fengtian is the most pleasant ......"

After Fan Qiming left, Fan Yanqiao glanced up at Xue Shao, slowly walked to the jade railing, looked down, and said slowly to Xue Shao with Chinese: "I'm much younger than you......"

She can speak Chinese, but she speaks very slowly, her voice is slightly hoarse, and on this midsummer night, smelling the scent of roses, it seems a little dreamlike.

Xue Shao was stunned for a moment, pinched the wine glass and laughed lowly, he turned his head to look at her: "How old are you?" ”

Fan Yanqiao hugged his shoulders as smooth as green onions, and looked up at him: "Fourteen ......"

In the middle of the moon, the clear moonlight sprinkled on her face, a small shadow cast by the long eyelashes under the eyelids, and the two emerald drop-shaped earrings on the earlobes trembled gently with the movement of her head, reflecting the bright lights in the hall, casting a fine light on her snow-white neck.

Xue Shao's eyes drooped slightly, his slender fingers lightly knocked on the wall of the glass, and said slowly: "It's not a big ......."