A group of officers stared at the beautiful girl beside the car with their mouths open.
The kiss was so dark that the sky was dark.
That's called a person whose lips and teeth are lingering and passionate.
"Adjutant Li, you are with the young marshal every day. When did the young marshal... stop talking like this?"
The corners of Adjutant Li's lips twitched.
How could he know?
Perhaps the young commander is tired of Miss Zhong.
In other words, if you are tired of women, just look for a man to have fun with and find something new.
It's just that it's too immoral to do it in public.
Adjutant Li coughed hard.
Shen Huaizhou didn't hear it. The kiss was so focused and intense that he coughed hard again.
He tried several times but failed to attract Shen Huaizhou's attention.
As a result, the people in the Eighth Division began to cough one after another.
There was a noise in his ears. Shen Huaizhou let go of Zhong Lingyu and licked his lips before looking into the distance, frowning and saying, "Is there something wrong with your throat?"
"No, Marshal, we..."
Adjutant Li bit the bullet and wanted to explain.
Shen Huaizhou spoke concisely and to the point, "Over there, get out!"
"Okay, Marshal."
As the group left, they turned back furtively to look at the thin 'man' in Shen Huaizhou's arms.
I don't know if this pretty boy can bear it. Their young marshal is very strong.
Alas, poor!
Zhong Lingyu regained his composure, took hold of Shen Huaizhou's cloak, stood up straight, and yelled angrily with red ears, "There were so many people watching just now, why are you in a place like this..."
"Is it okay if it's not in a place like this?" Shen Huaizhou's lips were bright red and shiny, and he was a bit coquettish in his determination.
Zhong Lingyu was speechless and looked unhappy.
"I'm having sex with my own woman. It doesn't interfere with anyone else's business. I didn't take off your clothes." Shen Huaizhou opened the car door and roughly stuffed Zhong Lingyu in.
Zhong Lingyu said: "I want to go home."
Although Shen Huaizhou wanted to drag her back to the villa, but thinking that her mother was still waiting for her at home, he softened a little and sent her back to the Zhong Mansion.
She was still like a rat, running away whenever she had the chance.
Shen Huaizhou chuckled, but he couldn't escape his grasp anyway.
He finished a cigarette and drove away.
It was getting late. When Shen Huaizhou returned to the military government, Adjutant Li carried a large box of documents, "Young Marshal, these are the documents that need to be signed due to the recent manpower deployment of our Eighth Division."
Shen Huaizhou put his feet on the coffee table and leaned lazily on the sofa. He glanced at it and said, "Too few, please add more."
A hint of slyness flashed in Adjutant Li's eyes, "Understood."
Since Zhao Chongxin requested it, the personnel deployment of the Eighth Division must be subject to his order.
The Eighth Division transferred people every day and sent a box of documents to Zhao Chongxin every day.
The main attack was on Zhao Chongxin, who was so exhausted that he couldn't stand it anymore and voluntarily gave up intervening in the military affairs of the 8th Division.
Adjutant Li smacked his lips and said with emotion: "What a way to retreat to advance, the young commander is wise."
Shen Huaizhou's brows overflowed with joy.
This is all thanks to Zhong Lingyu, this quirky ghost girl.
He raised his lips and smiled, "Go and deliver the documents."
Just as Adjutant Li left, someone came in and saluted, saying, "Young Marshal, the Marshal wants you to go back to Shen Mansion now."
"I still have some military affairs that I haven't finished yet. Go tell my father and ask him to wait."
"Young Marshal, the Marshal has specifically ordered you to go back immediately."
Shen Huaizhou frowned slightly, remained silent for a moment, picked up his coat, and drove all the way back to Shen's mansion.
Marshal Shen waited in the living room for a long time. When he saw his eldest son coming home, he asked the servant to serve tea and raised his hand to signal, "Come and sit here."
"Father, what do you want from me?" Shen Huaizhou took off his coat and sat opposite Marshal Shen.
Marshal Shen took a sip of tea and asked, "Have you been busy lately?"
"fine."
"Son, you..." Marshal Shen hesitated to speak.
Under Shen Huaizhou's confused gaze, he continued: "If you have been busy with military affairs recently and are under great pressure, you can take a break."
"I'm not under any pressure." Shen Huaizhou noticed that his father seemed to have something to tell him.
He never liked being nagging, so he got straight to the point: "If you have anything to say, just say it. I still have some unfinished business with the military government."
Marshal Shen was too embarrassed to speak, but he couldn't help but say in a subtle way: "This man can be a brother, but he cannot be a husband and wife. Soon, you will be engaged to Fan Shu, so don't cause any more ridiculous things."
His son had many romantic affairs in the past.
It has calmed down in the past half month. He only heard that he was having a passionate fight with a woman.
Today, extremely shocking news came that Shen Huaizhou and a man were kissing passionately beside the car.
That's okay.
Marshal Shen was frightened and he called Shen Huaizhou home overnight.
Dashuai Shen spoke earnestly, "Men are masculine and women are feminine. The combination of yin and yang is the right thing. Do you understand what I mean?"
Shen Huaizhou didn't understand, "Are you too busy today?"
"It's not me who is confused, it's you." Marshal Shen almost jumped, and his voice was a little louder, "Now there is a rumor in the army that you are having an affair with a man, and I am almost completely embarrassed by you!"
"Who's having an affair with a man?" Shen Huaizhou's words went in his left ear and out his right ear, but he couldn't hear clearly.
Marshal Shen repeated angrily, "You, Shen Huaizhou, have an affair with a man."
"Rumors." Shen Huaizhou said calmly.
"It's a rumor, just go and clarify it for me." Dashan Shen's face turned red and his neck thickened.
Shen Huaizhou gave a perfunctory hum and put the matter behind him after leaving Shen Mansion.
It didn't matter to him what people said he was afraid of.
*
After Zhong Lingyu returned home, she found that Zhong Mansion had a completely new look.
The yellow talisman originally posted by Mu Denglan had been cleared long ago.
In the living room, the sofa chair that Zhong Yuming had been reluctant to throw away was replaced with a brand new solid wood carved chair.
The servants were busy going back and forth, even the corners were cleaned spotlessly.
Zhong Lingyu pulled a servant over and asked, "What are you doing?"
The servant looked happy and said, "The master is going to marry the third lady. In a few days, the master will invite distinguished guests to my home. The happy event is coming soon!"
Zhong Yuming had one wife and two concubines. His first wife, Yun Suqing, had a daughter, Zhong Lingyu.
The second concubine, Mu Denglan, has three daughters: the eldest daughter, Zhong Mingzhu, is now married to an old man from the Xia family and has become the eighteenth concubine; the second daughter, Zhong Mingyuan, and the third daughter, Zhong Mingyu, are still waiting to be married.
The third aunt has nothing to do.
The person I want to marry this time is the third lady Zhong Mingyuan.
Zhong Lingyu was in low spirits.
At this time, Mu Denglan came out from nowhere and ordered: "In a few days, the deputy director of the Security Department will bring his second son to discuss marriage. You all should be smart and be sure to keep your home." , cleaned spotlessly.”
The servants said yes.
These words seemed to be spoken to the servant, but in fact they were meant to show off to Zhong Lingyu.
Zhong Lingyu teased: "The second aunt is still wearing a plaster, so she went downstairs to do some work herself. Doesn't her arm hurt?"
Mu Denglan's face turned red with anger.
Before Mu Denglan got angry, Zhong Lingyu remained calm and turned around to leave.
She went to the study to find Zhong Yuming and told him about the move.
Zhong Yuming immediately looked unhappy, "I can't live in my own house and have to run outside. Why, have I treated you mother and son harshly?"
He knew whether he was being treated harshly or not.
Zhong Lingyu didn't want to waste time talking about this kind of thing. She said: "My mother's condition is not getting better. The doctor said she needs to rest, so she has to move out."
Zhong Yuming thought, too.
There is always someone sick in the family, which is very unlucky.
Out of shame, he gave Zhong Lingyu thirty yuan, "Take it to buy medicine for your mother."
Really stingy.
The thirty yuan for her mother's medicine could not last for half a month.
Zhong Lingyu said nothing and took the money.
Zhong Yuming reminded: "In seven days, a distinguished guest will come to the house to marry your sister. You and your mother must come back, do you understand?"
It seems that he attaches importance to Zhong Mingyuan's marriage, but in fact it is for his own face.
He wants to create a good family atmosphere and make it look decent to outsiders.
Zhong Lingyu curled his lips and sneered secretly.
Her father is selfish, stingy, timid, has a good reputation, and is also cold and cold.
