Quickly wear the villain, he is soft and sweet

Chapter 1594 Except for Liyuan, there is no such song [10]

She slept through the night, and it was Qiu Shui who came to call her for dinner and she woke up.

After eating, Team Leader Zhou called to stop her.

Slightly graying sideburns, Team Leader Zhou sat on a chair, leaning on a cane, "Wang Qiulou sent someone to bring the box over, and I've asked Xie Hong to bring it back to your room."

Shen Wanqing sat down and nodded, "Well, I see."

"I asked you to stay because I wanted to ask you something. Why did Boss Chen from Wangqiu Tower come with you when delivering the boxes? Still insisting on seeing you?" Leader Zhou was a little worried, "Did something happen?"

"It's nothing, it's just that something happened after the show." Shen Wanqing shook her head and said indifferently.

Team Leader Zhou frowned, still looking a little worried, but suddenly Qiu Shui walked in and said, "What a trivial matter, the girl was almost snatched back by Jin Shutai and became a concubine!"

Qiu Shui was holding tea in his hand. When he came in, he was so emotional that he spilled all the tea on the plate.

"Jin Shutai?" Team Leader Zhou looked shocked.

Shen Wanqing had quite a headache, and she comforted Team Leader Zhou, "It's okay, Jin Shutai didn't do anything to my disciple. Besides, don't disciples encounter this kind of thing very often? But don't disciples have nothing to do every time. Boss Chen probably came here because he felt guilty that he couldn't stop Jin Shutai at that time, and wanted to apologize to me."

Leader Zhou was full of guilt when he heard this, "Xie Hong should have been allowed to go with you at that time. If something happened to Xiulian, I wouldn't have let you take over temporarily."

Shen Wanqing smiled, and glanced at Qiushui beside her. The little girl hid her eyes when she saw her, as if she was embarrassed.

She waved to her, "Come here, I happen to be thirsty, give me a cup of tea."

"Oh, good girl, here I come."

Qiu Shui hurried over upon hearing the words, she poured a cup of tea and handed it to Shen Wanqing, Shen Wanqing handed it to Leader Zhou, "Master, drink tea."

Leader Zhou nodded and took it.

Shen Wanqing took a sip of the tea that Qiu Shui handed over, and then got up, "Master, if there is nothing else, I'll go first."

"Well, let's go." Leader Zhou didn't keep her.

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Beiping Railway Station.

The morning sun pierced the dark sky, and the white sky was half-stained with the morning glow. The weather in Beiping this morning is a bit chilly.

The green leather train stopped on the track, the doors opened, and the pedestrians in the train crowded the doors one by one with their luggage to get off.

Suddenly the turbulent crowd quickly dispersed, and many soldiers in green uniforms walked up to the road pavilion in front of the train and in front of the sign of 'Peking Station'.

In the green pavilion with dark gray tones, well-armed soldiers carry Type [-] rifles on their right shoulders, with their right hands respectfully resting on their temples, looking straight ahead, with firm facial features.

Such a large formation makes people look over curiously, only to see the morning sun slanting over and falling on the sign of 'Peking Station'.The morning sun passed by slowly, and I vaguely saw someone coming against the morning sun, accompanied by soldiers with solemn expressions, as if a great and incomparable god came to meet the believers.

The soldiers shouted in unison: "Second Master!"

The man was slender, with a military-style high hat with a red brim, and the five-pointed star in the middle refracted the light.The big green cloak was draped over the shoulders, with golden tassels hooked on it, and the tassels swayed slightly with the young man's steps, forming a curve.

The neckline is hooked with a thin golden chain, and a silver hang tag with snowflake makeup is carved on the collar, lining the white collar exposed by the neckline.

The black long-knee military boots hooked his thin calves, and he stepped on the floor coldly. The man's long white fingers rested on the gun pinned to his waist, with a hint of coldness and laziness.

(End of this chapter)