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Chapter 126 The Beauty of the Republic of China (10)
"There is such a person."

The steward's heart changed, and there was a little cold sweat on his forehead, "Could it be that this blind guy bumped into the young marshal somewhere?"

The steward was afraid that this was the possibility, and he had already simulated all possible scenarios in his heart.

"Don't be nervous."

Ting Fang spoke for Pei Mi, "Our young commander just thinks this young man is not bad, and I wonder if we can get him back to the mansion... Don't worry, the damages that should be paid to you will not be less."

"Oh, it's his blessing that the young commander has a crush on that kid, and it's also our Zhu Huayuan's blessing. Besides, it's just a worker, so what's the loss?"

The steward smiled, turned around in his heart, and boldly said, "This kid has always served Yilan. Now that Yilan is with the young marshal, we were thinking about how to arrange it. Now, looking at it, it's just right, just right."

"Ah."

Pei Mi nodded slightly, "Yilan, you go with the steward."

Yilan followed the steward to look for Erhu in the backyard, and Pei Mi signaled that Tingfang was very good.

Ting Fang was not very happy at first, but he could not disobey the order of the young marshal.

"Dare to ask, but Young Master Jiang?"

As soon as Tingfang and the others left, a person came in from this side.

This is a very young man, who seems to be only in his early twenties, but his temperament is calmer than that of his peers.

Especially with that good looks, it is estimated that there are quite a few people who like him.

Pei Mi knew who the other party was.

Song Aicheng, the male protagonist of this book.

Pei Mi looked down, and Song Aicheng was stopped before he even approached Pei Mi.

"I'm sorry, the young marshal is doing business, and idlers are not allowed to enter."

Song Aicheng stopped and asked the soldiers to look at the indifferent young man sitting at the table inside.

That look didn't even stop on him.

Song Aicheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, he was also the youngest son of the Song family after all, how could he be so arrogant in Jiang Chizhou.

Song Aicheng sneered, "When did this Zhuhua Garden become the territory of Young Marshal Jiang?"

"I didn't say that."

Pei Mi raised his eyebrows, "It's just that I am indeed involved in something. I'm not afraid of involving Master Song."

"Young Master Song is delicate and expensive. I can't afford to pay for any accidents."

Song Aicheng looks a little feminine, and he was really sick in his early years, so he hates people saying that he is weak.

I feel that this word is simply insulting him, comparing him to a woman.

However, the person in front of him seemed to be unable to understand other people's expressions. Zuo said he was delicate and frail, while another said he was weak and sickly. Song Aicheng's face turned dark quickly.

"Young Marshal Jiang is too arrogant. I'm also the young master of the Song family. Don't tell me you want to fight against the Song family."

Song Aicheng felt that he had seen it, that Pei Mi was mocking himself and looking down on him.

Pei Mi raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Master Song's words are much more arrogant than mine, and they are full of subjective assumptions."

"When did I say that? I was just worried about your body. Could it be that in the eyes of Young Master Song, this is tantamount to spying on your body, which is an offense? Then Young Master Song's thinking is not very good."

"The Qing Dynasty has been dead for so many years, and Young Master Song still came back from studying abroad. How can he be so narrow-minded? It's really a pity. It's better to save this money back then."

Pei Mi's words dealt a great blow to Song Aicheng.

In this day and age, some people who returned from studying abroad have not learned much, but they have become arrogant.

The less you learn, the more tempered you become.

　This plane is too difficult to write, and those who don't like it can choose to skip it.

　　Make an appointment on the next plane.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)