Suddenly, a man appeared in the hall wearing a well-cut navy blue nizi military uniform, the topmost wind buttons were also meticulously buttoned, the seams of his trousers were ironed straight, and the black high cowhide boots were shiny.

And the ink pupils shot a terrifying gaze, his face was as heavy as an ice sculpture, and his indifferent and unruly expression was like that of an ancient king.

Even the dazzling neon lights and noisy dance music in the hall could not dispel the eternal chill emanating from him.

His waist is straight, and even carrying a gold star on his shoulder with the rank of general exudes the arrogance of a young man and an iron backbone.

"Young Marshal Yan!" Zhou Ling jumped over and shouted excitedly.

Shu Yan was a little stunned, such a handsome and extraordinary man.

If Yang Shaojun is a handsome son, this man is a strong man, and if Yang Shaojun is a Junjie in Nandu, he deserves the title of the first man in the Republic of China.

Yan Xiaowei wore a military hat, the brim of the hat was pressed low, and he walked into the hall in a very low-key manner, but he couldn't hide the aura of a superior person, and the powerful momentum suppressed the prosperity of the hall, and it was as quiet as time and space for a moment.

Yan Xiaowei had just been recruited to the southern capital and accepted the rank of general because of his outstanding military achievements, and major newspapers published his majestic general's extra-large portrait and news.

In Nandu, there is no one who does not know him, and the powerful factions also want to slap him.

"Young Marshal Yan." Someone immediately greeted him, hula, and a group of people rushed up to set it up.

Yan Xiaoji's thin lips pursed a light smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he coped lightly.

Zhou Qian, the hostess of the Commander's Mansion, was in a hurry, and hurriedly whispered to the maid beside her, "Hurry up and go to the commander again, Young Marshal Yan has arrived, what is he doing!" ”

The maid hurriedly ordered everyone to go to the mansion to find Commander Yang.

"Really, why are Shaojun and Yanling missing one by one, I'm really going to die." Zhou Qian was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

The commander's mansion set up such a big banquet to invite Yan Xiaowei in order to win over the relationship in the northwest.

This person, the dignitaries and nobles of the whole country want to win it over, if the husband and son don't come out again, the stage set up by their Yang family will be for others to sing!

Suddenly, there was a gunshot in the inner courtyard, and the hall suddenly fell silent, just now it seemed to hear a sound, everyone didn't care, there will be another sound, and it was really heard from inside the Yang Mansion.

Yan Xiaojian raised his eyebrows, hooked his lips and smiled evilly, hooked a glass of red wine on the attendant tray, and teased, "Isn't it that Commander Yang met a beauty and accidentally misfired?" ”

When everyone heard this, they all smiled meaningfully, and some people in order to attract Yan Xiaoji's attention, regardless of the commander's wife and several aunts' wives, as these words began to be discussed, who cares about the gunshot.

Anyway, there are already a lot of fragrant topics for Commander Yang, and there are eight aunts and wives in the house, and there are a lot of Oiran or something outside, so they don't care about multiple scandals.

Zhou Qian stiffened when she heard the gunshot, but she immediately regained her smile when she was used to such a place, quickly took a glass of red wine and greeted her, and walked to Yan Xiaoji's side as the master.

"Young Marshal Yan, you are here, the Yang Mansion is really full of brilliance."

Yan Xiao raised his glass with a smile, "Hello Madam Commander." ”

Zhou Qian was just about to speak, but the maid who went to find Commander Yang just now came in a hurry, her face was extremely ugly, and she looked at her.

Zhou Qian's heart was shocked, and she hurriedly pulled Zhou Ling, who was squeezing over, and smiled at Yan Xiao.

"Young marshal, I'm sorry, the commander was poured a few glasses of wine just now, saying that it was a headache, I'll take a look, I'll come right away. This is my niece, Zhou Ling. ”

"Ling'er, accompany the young marshal well." She squeezed Zhou Ling's hand hard, and the rest was up to her.

Zhou Lingle went crazy and nodded vigorously, "Okay, okay." ”

"Madame Commander, please." Yan Xiaowei raised his glass, turned around and turned his back at Zhou Ling and others.

Zhou Ling was left to the side, so angry that he stomped his feet, so he had to follow behind his ass with a wine glass, looking for an opportunity to rub his eyes in front of him.