Song Shishan put his fingers to his lips and coughed lightly, hiding all his strong attachment.
After all, he didn't say anything: I didn't bother to look at him, just to see you.
How could he go to the theater because of an actor?
He was really interested in a famous actress, but with a wink, his subordinates who were good at maneuvering snatched the little actor, cleaned him up and put them in the marshal's house.
Due to urgent official duties in Jiangbei, the trip to Shanghai had to be terminated and the wedding was also brought forward.
Liang Yueying was sitting in the bedroom, her heart was racing, and she still felt reluctant to let go of her past with Zhang Xicheng.
After being cruel, he finally nodded and let his concubine marry on his behalf.
The side room was decorated with lights and streamers, and the servants were busy running back and forth, dressing the third lady in a wedding dress and covering her with a red headscarf.
Finally, when she went out, her aunt stood leaning against the door, rubbing her reddish eyes.
Seeing the apple in my eye go out, I finally couldn't help it, and rushed over crying all the way, putting the apple in my hand into my daughter's hand.
He said with a trembling voice: "Nanny, everything must be safe and smooth."
The daughter was not moved by her old mother's thoughtfulness. Instead, she was a little impatient and choked back:
"Mom! Are you annoyed? You are not up to par and can't be corrected by father. Could it be that you are going to interfere with your daughter's marriage? You followed me out so openly. When my husband saw you, it wasn't the mistress who came to see you off, or the secret was revealed right away.
? What a shrewd man the commander is."
The aunt stopped in her tracks obediently, not daring to follow her even one step further. She endured the twitching of her right eyelid, thinking she didn't sleep well last night.
The bride had just left Liang's house, and before she got into the handsome man's car, grandma ran in with her little feet on tiptoe, trembling every step, and shouted:
"Second Miss, what's wrong, the commander is making a fuss at the door."
"What?" Liang Yueying put down the stuffed rabbit that Zhang Xicheng had given her before and ran out without looking back.
Hidden behind the vermilion door of Liang's house, he quietly poked his head out and silently watched the scene happening at the door.
Song Shishan was not wearing a formal dress today, but was still wearing the straight military uniform, as if he was wearing military uniform all year round, which made him feel even colder.
The words he spoke were as sharp as a sharp knife, without any warmth: "The Liang family is so audacious that they dare to cheat on their marriage."
After that, before Mr. Liang could explain anything, Song Shishan took a step forward and picked up the strange woman's red hijab with the barrel of a gun.
When he found out that it was indeed not Liang Yueying's face, it was just like a spy coming to report, and he immediately became furious.
"Tell me, where did you hide Liang Yueying?"
Mr. Liang has spent half his life in business wars. Now facing the commander, he can already smell the smell of death.
However, the Liang family has always prided itself on being a clean and literate man, making him the pillar of the family and unwilling to bow his head easily.
He also had to protect his family, so he had to lie against his will in order to get through:
"Commander, please don't be angry. The servant made a mistake."
Having said that, he gained wisdom out of desperation, showed the courage of the head of the family, and tried his best to deal with:
"Go and call Ah Yue out."
The old lady is not as stable as her husband, who has gone through many business wars.
But the confidence of being the matron of the house and the arrogance of Miss Gusu are still there, singing along with the old man:
"Ah Yue is probably... probably has not changed into her wedding dress yet."
"Yes." Mr. Liang immediately agreed, "I originally thought that when Ah Yue got married, my youngest daughter would be a dowry. A wife and a concubine would be given to the marshal. We, a wealthy family in Shanghai, all marry our daughters.
Pay attention to these things. The more noble the husband is, the richer the dowry he will bring."
This is not a lie, but you can see the clues by looking at the group of maids, servants and boxes full of treasures next to the strange woman.
The old lady saw that the living King of Hell's face softened slightly, thinking that there was room for improvement, but she really didn't want her daughter to marry far away and suffer in a cold and cold place.
So he boldly fought for it:
"Commander, in fact, the same thing happened to the third daughter after she got married. Ah Yue is missing now, so I asked the third lady to serve you first. When Ah Yue is found, she will be sent to Jiangbei."