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Chapter 123 The Beauty of the Republic of China (7)
Pei Mi said coldly, and at the same time turned her gaze to the man beside her.

"Who is he?"

Standing beside Mrs. Thirteen was a man in his early thirties. The clothes on his body were not very good, but they were not affordable by ordinary people.

But what makes Pei Mi a little bit concerned is that this person will be the subordinate of the hero of this book later on.

He was also the one who tortured the original owner.

"Mrs. Thirteenth Aunt, you are my father's man, so it's not good to meet outside men in private."

Pei Mi spoke slowly, with a nasty and malicious smile on her lips.

"What a foreigner, this is a distant relative of mine."

Thirteenth Aunt tried too hard to be calm and authentic.

"A distant relative? Could it be your love brother?"

Pei Mi spoke frivolously, flirtatiously, "Otherwise, how could we meet and see this kind of corner?"

"Our Jiang family has treated you so badly, you have to come to this kind of place even to meet guests?"

The Thirteenth Concubine's face turned pale, and the man beside him finally seized the opportunity to run away while Pei Mi's attention was not on him at this moment.

It's a pity that before it was too late, Pei Mi grabbed the collar and fell down firmly over his shoulder.

There is a sound on the soft grass.

The next moment, the black boots stepped directly on top of his head.

"Move again, I don't mind letting you experience what it means to be full of brains."

The indifferent voice, coupled with the burning pain from the shoulder that was grabbed by Pei Mi just now, made this man know that Pei Mi was not joking.

As expected of Young Master Jiang, he was ruthless when he made a move.

The man secretly regretted that he was too impulsive today.

Just don't delay the young master's important event.

After subduing the man under her feet with one move, Pei Mi's eyes fell on the trembling Thirteenth Concubine.

"Don't worry, you belong to my father, I won't do anything to you."

The Thirteenth Aunt had no time to be overjoyed, wondering if she would be of some use to the Young Marshal.

I heard the young man on the opposite side say slowly again, "I will tell my father the matter without any embellishments, and what he will do is his business."

The thirteenth aunt was completely frightened. Others didn't know, but could she not know what kind of person Jiang Dashuai was?
That's a demon, quite a demon.

If he finds out that his woman is involved with a foreign man, he will definitely die, definitely will.

The thirteenth aunt is still very clear about her position. Marshal Jiang has no shortage of women. At most, she is one of his favorite clothes. She will definitely be finished.

"Jiang Chizhou, why are you so cruel!"

Aunt Thirteen thought about her possible future too, and couldn't help scolding, "Are you going to just watch me be beaten to death?"

"I'm fine to see why you were beaten to death?"

Pei Mi lowered her eyes, "You think I'm so idle."

The Thirteenth Concubine choked on her words, and almost couldn't speak all the words that came out of her mouth.

"Besides, isn't this exactly the play you want to direct? Of course, watching other people's acting is not as fun as acting yourself, don't you think so?"

The thirteenth aunt originally hoped that Pei Mi would not hear what she said to the man.

But now Pei Mi told her blatantly that not only did she hear it, but she also planned to retaliate directly with an eye for an eye.

Aunt Thirteen collapsed on the ground with a complexion like the earth.

Pei Mi smiled, her eyes were very calm.

She has always been stingy, and the fun that comes to her door, if she doesn't pay back, how can she be worthy of others.

Pei Mi directly took the two of them to see General Jiang.

(End of this chapter)