Chapter 6 As a last resort, I went to beg that dangerous person again
Liang Yueying almost choked when she heard this. She could marry an actor, but no matter how unbearable she was, she would not marry an actor who had three wives and four concubines.
Shen Xingchu hit a wall with her, and he probably felt her determination and was unwilling to give up. Because she knew that as long as she backed down today, no one would be able to save the master.
The next moment, she bent her slender waist, and Pingting knelt down in front of Liang Yueying gracefully, crying softly: "Second Miss, please take pity on me. I am pregnant with Master's child. My child cannot live without a father."
ah."
"Even if you don't care about me, you still have to take the Master's face into account and you can't let him have no wife."
"If something happens to Master, the child in my belly will not be saved. Their old Zhang family's incense is cut off, but it will be gone!"
"Even if your child is an orphan, what does it have to do with me!" This time, Liang Yueying finally left angrily, not looking at her again.
She only regretted that she was well-educated. No matter how many vicious words she could say, she would stumble in her mouth and could not say them out.
When I returned to my yard, I didn't feel relieved. Instead, I felt like a big mountain was weighing on my head.
I can't help but think that Zhang Xicheng was locked up in a dark and humid patrol room without sunlight. There might be ants and mice crawling around and gnawing at his trousers, calves, and toes. Those foreigners with all their consciences might
Punish him.
Whenever Liang Yueying thinks of this, her hair will stand on end and she will feel uneasy.
Zhang Xicheng has always been tender-skinned and pampered. How could he stand this? Would he be tempted to commit suicide? Or he has already been tortured by foreigners to the point of becoming insane.
"Damn it, Zhang Xicheng is crazy. You have the ability to kill foreigners, why don't you go to the Jiangbei battlefield to fight the Fusang people."
Liang Yueying picked up the pillow and threw it against the huge poster of Zhang Xicheng hanging in the bedroom.
I didn't realize that he had this kind of patriotism and sincerity, and he hated foreigners to the core. Why did he suddenly go crazy?
She hates him!
She hated him for betraying her and not knowing how to be as quiet as a chicken and indulging in sex, and yet he would appear in front of her and disturb her, a heartbroken abandoned woman, who was not living a peaceful life.
Liang Yueying was so anxious in the bedroom that she finally couldn't get over her heart. She stood up, opened the drawer, took out all her savings, and walked outside.
Nowadays, foreigners are dominating Shanghai. They are robbing homes and houses. The people are angry but dare not speak out. Who dares to provoke them?
Now, I'm afraid there is no other way but to seek help from the unknown commander.
Liang Yueying was obviously timid, but thinking about Zhang Xicheng suffering inside, she couldn't help but step up and walk towards Song Mansion.
Money can make the world go round, but it doesn't work in the French Concession when people's lives are at stake.
She repeated her old trick and handed the banknote to the guard of Song Mansion.
"Hello, trouble... I'd like to find the commander."
Liang Yueying used to only think that money could make the devil go away, but now she is running into obstacles everywhere and realizes that there is a bright future.
Today, Marshal Song has become the blue sky above her head.
"No need to disturb, is he at the mansion right now? If not, I will wait for him here."
Unexpectedly, the guard pushed the banknote back directly.
After listening to her calmly, Fang saluted with a military salute, and then said loudly and forcefully: "Wait a moment!"
The next moment, holding the gun, he ran to the communications room and made a phone call.
Liang Yueying waited for less than half a moment before she was invited in. She wanted to pay for some money to settle the relationship, but she was righteously rejected by the guard: "Miss, please don't embarrass us. If the commander knows about the privacy of the people below,
Let’s teach each other and we won’t need our brains anymore.”
Liang Yueying should have expected that in front of the commander, she would accompany you like a tiger, so she took a deep breath and was somewhat mentally prepared.
Following the guard, he zigzagged through the long corridor and was suddenly led to the door of Song Shishan's study.
The guard didn't say a word, just left her alone, turned around and walked away with dignity.
Liang Yueying stood there for a moment, holding on to the corner of her skirt. Thinking of Zhang Xicheng's life and death in prison, she felt sorry for herself in the bottom of her heart, but she still mustered up the courage to knock on the door.