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Chapter 125 The Beauty of the Republic of China (9)
"Leave it here."

Pei Mi put the letter in his hand on the candle and burned it.

Yilan hesitated for a while, thinking that Pei Mi probably regarded herself as her subordinate, so she was so relieved and unprepared.

But if the other party is like this, I can't, otherwise if something goes wrong, he will become a natural scapegoat.

"Young commander is me."

Yilan reminded Pei Mi who was sorting out the ashes.

Pei Mi raised her eyes slightly, "Of course I know it's you, Yilan's voice is very recognizable, no matter who it is, they will never forget it."

This is the truth, Yilan can occupy such a high position in Zhu Huayuan not only because of his appearance, but also because of his voice and singing skills.

"Thank you for the compliment, Young Marshal. It's good that the Young Marshal likes it."

Pei Mi smiled slightly and leaned closer to Yilan, "I like it?"

The words that were obviously flattering in Yilan's mouth had completely different meanings when they came out of Pei Mi's mouth.

No matter how you hear this, it seems a bit ambiguous.

Yilan turned slightly red and turned her face away.

Pei Mi just quits when he sees fit, otherwise it won't be good if he scares people later.

Pei Mi smiled and said, "Why did you come to see me?"

Pei Mi believes that if there is nothing to do, Yilan probably wishes to stay away from her, so how could it be possible for her to come to her door.

Yilan: "It was Yilan's great fortune that the young commander could save me. I shouldn't bother the young commander anymore. It's just that I have a servant..."

Yilan said it in a difficult way, as if it was a bit difficult to speak.

Pei Mi hummed, "I thought it was something. Yilan, just tell the people below to do this kind of thing. No one will stop you and won't dare to stop you."

Yilan raised her head suddenly, feeling a little trembling in her heart, the meaning of Pei Mi's words could not be clearer, it is impossible for him not to understand.

But why?

He is just an actor.

Pei Mi said unhurriedly, "You ask Tingfang to get the car ready, and I'll accompany you there later."

"Young commander, don't bother, I can go there by myself."

"How can your business be called trouble?"

There was a smile on the corners of Pei Mi's lips, and the brows were tinged with amorous feelings.

Yilan was puzzled for a moment, the person in front of her seemed to be too exquisite.

However, this feeling was quickly covered up by the slight discomfort caused by Pei Mi's words.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that the person in front of him seems to be plotting against him.

Although she doesn't use that look like everyone else, even she behaves very well.

But Yilan felt this way, but after thinking about it, she suddenly felt a little funny.

Isn't this what you want?And he had no choice.

Being teased by Pei Mi's gag, Yi Lan suddenly forgot what she wanted to persuade.

"Since there is nothing else, go down and let Tingfang prepare."

"Ah."

Pei Mi looked at Yilan's leaving figure and smiled.

On the stack of paper next to it that hadn't been completely burned, the word Yilan took up a lot of space.

She also wondered how he would choose in the end.

Zhu Huayuan

After a big fire, Zhu Huayuan, which was usually bustling and bustling, now looks extraordinarily deserted.

Only the servants and maids who were cleaning and tidying up were left inside.

The cars of the dignitaries outside are not even happy to pass by, and they always feel a little unlucky.

"Hey, Marshal Jiang, if you need anything, just ask someone to come over. How can I bother you to come over in person?"

"It's okay."

Pei Mi said lightly, "Is there a servant named Er Hu in your Zhu Huayuan?"

(End of this chapter)