Chapter 12 What is there to be proud of in the flesh and blood business
Liang Yueying went there in a hurry and didn't even put on makeup or change into a dress.
When I arrived at the charity dinner, I walked in alone and looked around. I didn't see Song Shishan, but I saw a lot of beauties, each competing for their beauty.
As soon as I entered the door, I was laughed at: "Whose yellow-haired girl is this? Her baby is still wet, and she may not even have all her hair. Little sister, do you know where this place is?"
Liang Yueying heard the sound and looked over. This woman was enchanting. She was Xing Tao, a movie star who has become popular in the past two years.
She is wearing a dark green cheongsam, which outlines her graceful waist and is not too tight.
Xingtao worked hard to get in, but the little girl in front of her was able to sneak in without any effort.
Suddenly I felt unhappy:
"Do you have an invitation letter? You didn't sneak in and plan to steal something, right? Little Chi, where are your adults?"
She was obviously telling lies with her eyes open. Liang Yueying was still able to amaze everyone even without applying any makeup. Even the noble aura of a young lady from an aristocratic family cannot be compared to that of a pickpocket in the city.
Only then did Liang Yueying realize that underneath the glamorous beauty on the screen was this face.
Too lazy to pay attention to her, he pointed at the adjutant who came with him and said coldly:
"Take care of yourself. I have the elegance of thrush, and the freedom not to apply makeup. Unlike you, you can only please men and make a living by showing off your beauty."
Xing Tao was furious when he heard this and frowned.
Just as she was about to take a step forward, she saw the adjutant she was talking about standing beside her.
Having been hanging out in Fengyuechang all year round, he naturally recognized him at a glance. He was the adjutant of Marshal Song of Song Shishan.
I was suspicious, but I didn't believe what she said. I just felt that this little girl was not afraid of death and still dared to cling on.
In the end, he didn't dare to act rashly. He just sneered coldly: "The marshal's adjutant is standing guard for you. I'm afraid I'm not living in a dream!"
Liang Yueying was a little annoyed by her noise, so she found a corner to sit alone, absentmindedly playing with the foreign wine in front of her.
His eyes finally fell on West Point.
It is better to have a good meal than to drink and get into trouble.
There was an adjutant behind him who looked like a doorkeeper. He was no longer so bold as to want a beauty even if he didn't want his life. He came over to ask her to dance.
She is also happy to be pure.
Unknowingly, Xian glanced not far away. He didn't know when Song Shishan came in, or how long he had been sitting there, or why he didn't sit in front of him.
He was like a local emperor, who would come and go as soon as he called him. It happened that when he called her to come, she had to come in a hurry; he left her there and she couldn't disturb him.
As an advanced young lady who has received Western education, talking about freedom and equality with an iron-blooded warlord ultimately makes no sense.
No more wasting your efforts.
Before he could look away, he saw a pretty woman holding a wine glass and leaning against Song Shishan.
It was the domineering and domineering person who was the focus of the dinner just now - Xing Tao.
Xingtao smiled charmingly, and her hair was permed into big waves to make her look more feminine. She smoothed her hair on her temples, revealing a pair of big white rabbits ready to come out.
With his proud figure, he has won the hearts of many men in Shanghai, but when he got close to Song Shishan, his smile still looked a bit unnatural.
He probably knows that the Marshal is moody and not easy to mess with, so he used to be very comfortable in the romantic field, but now he doesn't dare to completely let go of his flirting.
Song Shishan frowned slightly. He glanced at Liang Yueying from the corner of his eye and found that she was also looking at him. Their eyes met, and Liang Yueying was a little unhappy.
He immediately looked away angrily and continued eating pastries.
She hasn't entered the house yet, so what right does she have to care about his wandering around?
Just after entering the door, what handsome man doesn't have several concubines?