The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 205 The Lady of the Republic of China, Face Slapped Online (25)

The teacup immediately shattered to the ground, and the hot tea splashed directly onto the man's hands.

"Fifth Master! Are your hands okay!"

Seeing Su Qian's behavior of breaking the teacup, the servants who were sweeping were so frightened that they almost lost their minds. The other party hurriedly brought the best scald medicine, and crawled to Su Qian.

Who would have thought that Su Qian would just stare at the newspaper as if he hadn't heard what he said.

The curvature of the man's lips quickly became a straight line.

His eyes were heavy, as if a storm was coming.

——In the time that I didn't know, what happened to my little niece?How could she share an umbrella with a man?

In this era, sharing an umbrella is definitely an extremely close distance.

Although it is said that the Kyushu Kingdom no longer pays attention to the defense of men and women as it used to.

But most men know that if a woman is willing to share an umbrella with you, at least the two of them have a deep affection.

……

"Fifth Master, please allow me to give you medicine..."

The servant was very worried whether Su Qian's hand would be injured.

But Su Qian shook his head directly.

"I'll do it myself."

He took the ointment calmly, and applied it to his injured hand little by little. Although there was severe pain on the skin, it was not as strong as the worry in his heart.

When did I care so much about this little niece?

Su Qian didn't want to think about it.

He scanned the newspaper steadily, and the headline that Su Qinghuan seems to have a new love on it was particularly eye-catching.

And the large photo evidence made Su Qian feel the urge to tear up the newspaper.

Throughout the whole text, there is no indication of the identity of Su Qinghuan's new love here.

Perhaps the other party was afraid of Mu Beicheng's reputation, so he didn't announce Mu Beicheng's name, and it was a heavy rainy day, so the picture was very blurry.

Only Su Qinghuan could still see half of the facial features clearly, while the man only showed a hand holding a big black umbrella.

This is another black-and-white photo, just a slender and bony hand. Who can tell who Mu Beicheng is?

There was even gossip in the newspapers wondering if Su Qinghuan had followed the trend of noble ladies in Dongchen Kingdom and decided to raise a little wolf dog after divorce.

……

Su Qian's heart fluctuated, and he felt that even breathing became a little difficult at this moment.

Just when the man felt very uncomfortable, a beautiful voice like a yellow warbler rang past his ears.

"Fifth Master, let Hong'er bandage your wound?"

The little maid who called herself Hong'er was only 16 years old, but she had a pretty face. She was the one Su Qian noticed at a glance when he was in the metropolis.

It's not because of how good-looking the other party is.

It's this little maid, between her eyebrows and eyes, she resembles her cheap niece a little bit.

Especially when he smiles, the look is hard to describe.

It's just that Hong'er is relatively inferior, she doesn't have that intimidating demeanor, she's more like a pitiful little girl next door.

Not knowing what was going on at that time, Su Qian just pointed at the boss of Metropolis in a daze.

——I took that girl away.

The boss of the metropolis had never seen Su Qian treat a woman so differently before, and immediately obsequiously handed over Hong'er's contract of prostitution to Su Qian.

And Hong'er also thought that she might have fallen into this man's eyes, and that she could fly up the branches and become a phoenix in the future.

Who would have thought that the other party would just take her at home, and let the housekeeper randomly place a small role as a sweeping maid.

……

"Need not."

The man shook his head directly at the little girl with a soft and shy smile. He squinted his eyes firmly. Obviously, his eyebrows and eyes were not too different, but when he saw Hong'er, he didn't have the kind of feeling that his heart would be grabbed by someone. Feel.

"You go down."

Su Qian impatiently dusted his fingers, took the white cloth from Hong'er himself, and prepared to bandage it himself.

I used to think that I might just be a little greedy for Su Qinghuan's beautiful and youthful skin.

But thinking about it carefully, the little girl in front of her is even younger than Su Qinghuan, she has never been married or divorced, and she has never been involved in any sexual affairs.

When facing him, he was also extremely respectful and enthusiastic.

But no matter how he looked at it, none of that little fox made his heart flutter.

……

"Prepare the car and go to Su's mansion."

Su Qian bandaged the wound and was ready to go.

In the end, Su Qinghuan didn't wait at the Su's mansion.

Because Paramount was about to open in the next two days, Su Qinghuan stayed at Paramount and ordered everyone to step up publicity.

When Su Qian arrived at Paramount, he saw Su Qinghuan sitting on the chaise longue, lazily ordering others to work.

Some people are very strange, even if they are lying on a rocking chair, they can't help but have a feeling of wanting to look up at her.

Obviously lazy as a cat, but it makes people not have the slightest blasphemous thoughts.

……

The moment Su Qian approached, Su Qinghuan saw it.

She was smiling.

"Hey, what kind of wind is this blowing to invite Uncle Wu here? Does Uncle Wu also want to see the joke of my niece this time?"

"Uncle Wu should know, right? Paramount has already obtained the qualification to open, and it will open on the [-]th of this month. Please invite Uncle Wu to hold a show."

It was an invitation, but the mouth was as vicious as a sharp sword.

She was mocking herself.

Su Qian clearly felt the hint of provocation in the girl's eyes.

Obviously, he should be angry at this little girl's disrespect.

But seeing Su Qinghuan's smile at this moment, Su Qian only felt his heart tightening more and more.

The feeling of pain cannot be ignored.

"Su Qinghuan, tell me, who is that man?"

"What men? You mean these young boys who work in the Paramount?"

Su Qinghuan deliberately answered irrelevant questions, and pointed at the people who were still moving things around with the imperial concubine fan.

"you--"

Su Qian was almost spit out blood by Su Qinghuan's rebellious attitude.

He took a deep breath.

"I'm talking about the Jiangcheng Morning Post. You should know in your heart who was walking by your side when it rained heavily that day?"

"...It turns out that Uncle Wu came here for this purpose. Doesn't Uncle Wu know how I obtained the qualification certificate for Paramount?"

Su Qinghuan smiled sweetly, the mocking provocation in her eyes made Su Qian almost want to hold her throat, telling her not to be so deliberately angry with herself.

In order to calm down, Su Qian closed his eyes slightly.

"Is that person the new Overseer?"

It took a second before he fixed his gaze on the girl in front of him.

"Su Qinghuan, I kindly remind you, don't have anything to do with those warlords, otherwise you won't know when you will die without a burial place."

"Don't bother Fifth Uncle to worry about me, after all, maybe you are among the people who want me to die without a burial?"

"..."

Su Qian almost wanted to rush out.

However, she couldn't deny her words.

At the very least, during the time when he and Su Qinghuan had conflicts of interest, he had indeed watched too many things that harmed her with cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)