The host is changing the painting style every day

Chapter 142 The Beauty of the Republic of China (26)
This group of people fell silent for a moment.

Many people looked at Song Yinglai. After all, this person might become Marshal Jiang's fiancée.

For the sake of this person, Young Marshal Jiang probably wouldn't say much.

Secretly making up his mind.

Pei Mi walked up to Yi Lan and held the edge of the stage with his hands.

The whole person immediately stood beside him.

Holding Yilan's hand as if no one else was around, "Are you all right?"

Yilan's fingertips trembled, and she quickly retracted her hand.

In public, how could this person...

Yilan bit her lip to avoid Pei Mi's skillful hands and feet.

Pei Mi smiled.

However, when his eyes fell on those people again, all the tenderness was completely restrained.

The gloomy aura radiated out again.

This change of face has become too fast.

"Young Marshal Jiang." Song Yinglai stood up from the chair and looked at the two people on the stage whose arms were tightly pressed together.

The spring breeze was bright on his face, and emotions were surging in his eyes.

"Since Miss Song likes opera so much, why not go to the opera troupe to experience it in person?"

Song Yinglai's complexion was a bit uneasy, especially if there were some probing eyes around her.

"Jiang Shaoshuai misunderstood, but since I agreed to participate in the performance, I must do my best."

She is not that interested in opera, but out of responsibility, she just wants to do her best.

Song Yinglai set up a character set for herself calmly.

It's a pity that Pei Mi on the opposite side didn't seem to notice it at all.

"Miss Song learns new knowledge too slowly, Yilan probably doesn't have the time to teach you."

Pei Mi's words changed, "What's more, since ancient times, teachers have been respected, not to mention frequent visits, there must always be a minimum of etiquette."

Pei Mi was merciless, almost pointing at this group of people and scolding them for being uneducated.

Song Yinglai and this group of people didn't look very good-looking.

How could they not understand these things, just because... they look down on them.

Yes, I just look down on Yilan.

Because I don't like it, I don't even feel that there is anything wrong with my behavior.

Too much for granted.

And how could Pei Mi not see through this point, so she told everyone clearly now.

This person covers himself, and if you look down on him, you look down on yourself.

That's why the faces of this group of people are so pale and ugly.

Song Yinglai tried to calm down.

Before the words of explanation were swirling in his mouth, Pei Mi had turned his head impatiently.

"Let's go."

Pei Mi said the whole sentence to Yilan.

"but……"

Is it all right here?

"It's okay." Pei Mi raised his eyebrows, "Do you still want to stay here?"

Staying here is just a matter of being embarrassed by this group of people, and besides, those people don't really want to learn anything.

Yilan naturally has no reason to stay here.

It's just worrying, not sure if it will bring trouble to Pei Mi.

"Young commander, this is not good."

Yilan withdrew the hand that Pei Mi was holding again.

Everyone is watching, what kind of words does this sound like.

and……

Yilan took a deep breath.

He didn't want to see everyone criticizing her.

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

Pei Miyan laughed at Yan Yan and said.

His eyes were solemn like never before.

Through this pair of eyes, Yilan always felt that there were other meanings in the other party's words.

but……

What is there.

"Do you believe me?"

Pei Mi asked.

Yilan seemed to understand something in an instant, and smiled slowly, "Well, I believe you."

(End of this chapter)