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Chapter 120 The Beauty of the Republic of China (4)
"Tingfang, have all the ladies and wives been sent out?"

Pei Mi patted the dust on her body, and asked sharply.

"Report to the young commander, all of them have been sent safely, please leave immediately with us, the young commander."

The entire main building of Zhu Huayuan was already full of smoke and dust, if he didn't leave, Ting Fang was afraid that someone with a heart would take the opportunity to harm the young marshal.

"Ah."

Pei Mi nodded, "Also, we must find out the cause of the fire."

"Yes, young commander."

Pei Mi directly took Yilan back to her car in this posture.

"Thank you, Young Marshal Jiang today." Yilan's face was still a little pale, but her voice was indeed extremely pleasant. It was no wonder that she was able to stand out from so many competitions.

"No, you can stay with me in the future."

Pei Mi expressed her request directly.

Yilan raised her head in surprise, and looked at Pei Mi with slightly trembling fingertips, "Young Commander Jiang, this is against the rules."

Pei Mi turned around and pinched Yilan's chin, "In Yuzhou City, I am the rule."

Yilan's long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, as if they wanted to cut through the thick fog on the ice, making it blurry.

"What use is Young Marshal Jiang wanting me?"

Yilan spoke slowly, "I'm just an actor, I can't stand on my shoulders, I can't lift my hands, and I'm not proficient in both civil and martial arts."

Pei Mi raised her hand to brush away the scattered hair on Yilan's forehead.

"Beauties are suitable for living in IKEA, why bother to play tricks."

Yilan didn't know whether she was shocked by Pei Mi's words or by her actions.

The whole person moved back greatly.

"Young Master!"

Pei Mi smiled and sat back in her seat, leaning against the back of the chair covered with soft tiger skin, her eyes dimmed slightly.

When Yilan tilted her head and looked away, all the young people around her seemed to be smiling, not as good as their eyes.

"Young Marshal really wants to take me back?"

Yilan lowered her eyes halfway, "You are not afraid of being criticized by everyone at that time, the handsome young man is not doing his job properly..."

"Ah."

Pei Mi smiled with unknown meaning, his eyes long and far-reaching.

What is she laughing at?
Yilan didn't know what the smile on Pei Mi's lips meant.

It's just that he still knows the other party's resolute attitude, and there is no room for him to go back on this matter.

Yilan looked secretly at Pei Mi in the dark, thinking that she was secretly.

The dagger that was already warm on his chest seemed to be cold again.

"I just don't think you need to refuse, following me, wouldn't it be worse than you singing there?"

Pei Mi looked at Yilan coldly and said, "Follow me, and only sing operas for me alone. Could it be that the treatment will be worse than that of you performing in public to survive?"

Yi Lan squirmed his lips, he had to say that Pei Mi's words were very tempting.

It made no difference to him whether it was sung to one person or to the whole town.

In troubled times, as long as you can survive, that's enough.

"Young commander took me back, did he really just want to listen to my singing?"

Yilan asked cautiously, someone once said that they wanted to raise him, but the other party not only wanted to listen to his singing, but also wanted to... do things to him...

"if not."

Pei Mi asked indifferently.

"Well."

Seeing Yilan let out a sigh of relief, Pei Mi sneered in her heart, she was really naive.

After entering the Young Marshal's Mansion, it is true that he can't live or die, and his life and death depend on others.

Thinking of this scene, the smile in Pei Mi's eyes grew stronger.

It seemed that he was looking forward to the panic expression that the other party was about to show.

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"Young commander."

(End of this chapter)