Chapter 188: Warlord Young Marshal vs. the Republic of China's No. 1 Socialite 12
Chapter 188: Warlord Young Marshal vs. the Republic of China's No. 1 Socialite 12
"let me go!"
"You guessed it, Miss."
The next second, Shen Tingzhou controlled her wrists with just one hand and moved them to the side.
Irresistible kiss.
The dragonfly skimming the water is the graceful signature under the heavy rain on a summer night.
When Shen Tingzhou left the Chun family, the night rain gradually became quieter.
He got into the car and looked at the light in the big glass window of the small white building through the drizzling rain.
Chun Nianren stood in front of the window, watching the car lights outside the garden gradually moving away, and methodically loaded the magazine with bullets.
"Click——"
The magazine returns to its place.
Jing'an Villa was sinking in the rainy night, and the willows by the lake hung quietly on the water.
Shen Tingzhou lay on the big bed, deeply immersed in layers of unreal dreams.
He saw a completely different Chunnian person.
In the dream, she was no longer wearing the new cheongsam and dress, but had changed into a long dark green orchid-patterned cheongsam, revealing a delicate white neck, and her figure was outlined in a graceful and graceful manner.
Her every frown and smile was full of charm. She walked through the attic. The high slit of her cheongsam revealed one side of her long snow-white legs, which were vaguely visible between the railings, dazzling people's eyes, until she turned around and disappeared around the corner.
After a rain on a summer night, the yellow roses in front of the little white building bloomed even more vividly.
Early in the morning, Chun Zhiyi sat in the small living room with shining eyes, holding a newspaper, waiting for her sister to get up.
The front page of the newspaper was filled with a photo of Shen Tingzhou and Chun Nianren having dinner together on a rainy night.
A talented man and a beautiful woman, having a candlelight dinner, you can't blame others for thinking too much.
What's more, there are too many people paying attention to the development of their relationship.
The most important thing is that both the Shen and Chun families like it.
Newspapers are sometimes the mouthpiece of those in power.
Finally it was ten o'clock, and Chun Zhiyi waited until Chun Nian came down from upstairs on time.
She handed the newspaper to Chun Nianren with a swish.
"Sister, this newspaper sold out this morning!"
Chun Nianren took the newspaper, walked into the small restaurant, sat down, took a sip of coffee, and glanced at the line "Happy Event Coming" at the bottom of the front page.
"It looks like your wallet has gotten fatter."
When spring thinks of someone's words, spring knows what he means and feels embarrassed.
"Sister~ not much~"
Who could have imagined that the third daughter of the Chun family was running a tabloid behind the scenes, leaking gossip about the upper class and making a fortune.
Of course Chun Nianren knew that Chun Zhiyi was not the only one making money unscrupulously.
Shen Tingzhou's offensive was very steady and meticulous, like two armies facing each other. He pressed forward steadily step by step, and the pressure was strong and firm.
She put the newspaper aside and started to have breakfast as she had to go to work later.
As Shen Tingzhou's secretary, even if no one assigned her work, she had to appear in front of him every day as long as Shen Tingzhou was in Shanghai.
As usual, he appeared at Jing'an Villa carrying the soup prepared by the third concubine.
Adjutant Sun took her upstairs as usual.
"Ms. Chun, your office has been arranged."
Chun Nianren was not surprised, after all, she was Shen Tingzhou's secretary on the surface.
"where?"
"The young marshal has arranged a desk for you in the study."
Should this arrangement be considered formal or informal?
After saying this, Adjutant Sun stopped at the stairs. It was obvious that Chun Nian had to go to see Shen Tingzhou alone.
She stood at the door of Shen Tingzhou's bedroom holding the soup, feeling like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.
I bent my fingers and knocked on the door. The next second, the door opened, my wrist was grasped by a strong hand, and I was pulled in.
She leaned her back against the door, and before she could react, she passively closed the door, which suddenly locked with a sound.
The thermos fell to the ground with a loud noise, but it failed to stop Shen Tingzhou's actions.
In other words, as long as Shen Tingzhou wants, he can be gentlemanly and polite, or he can be impolite and uncultured.
Chun Nianren looked up and quickly raised his hand to cover his smiling lips.
Shen Tingzhou's powerful and domineering kiss landed on her palm.
She was undoubtedly beautiful, with her graceful gestures and her transparent and fair skin and bones. However, what attracted her most at first glance was her pair of naturally proud and charming fox eyes.
Her thin double eyelids with slightly raised tails would be hard to top without her classical and noble aura.
But Shen Tingzhou knew her other side better, her rationality and calmness that she never showed in front of others, and her sharp and seamless way of handling things.
Chunnian knows that the arm cannot twist the thigh.
"Master Shen, let me make it clear in advance that I am here to work."
A person who is recovering from an injury has absolutely no attitude to rest properly.
Shen Tingzhou held her slender waist and moved forward, just to see her cold look. He laughed hoarsely and imitated her sentence structure.
"Secretary Chun, please let me know in advance that I'm going to Tianjin tomorrow and will be back in a week."
This really sounds like a travel report.
Chun Nianren lowered her eyes slightly and saw Shen Tingzhou clearly. He was wearing a silk nightgown, which was tied casually, so that it was open from the collarbone to the chest, half exposed.
Shen Tingzhou held her in his arms and rested his chin on the top of her head.
"My lady, I will miss you."
He was always like this, releasing all the impropriety and ruffianism in his bones in front of her, and after offending her, he would instantly hold her in his arms like a treasure.
Chun Nianren raised his hand and pushed his arm. When he stepped back, he gently raised his head and made eye contact with him.
It is difficult to describe Shen Tingzhou specifically.
He can firmly sit in the position of successor to the Shanghai warlords and satisfy all parties.
Governor Shen was satisfied with his foresight and vision, the old guys approved of his methods, his peers were all afraid of him, they all took him as the center, and all his subordinates believed in and followed him.
A natural leader, a person in power who issues orders.
He knows what the other party wants, and he can do it and give it.
Shen Tingzhou had been stared at by her for so long that he lowered his neck to look at her, as if he had a craving for a cigarette, and the corner of his lips touched her cold white earlobe.
She came from a prominent family and received a high level of education. After returning to China, she often appeared at various dinner parties, but she was not a socialite who became famous in the social scene.
Her social and political reputation is growing.
"The armistice agreement signed is for three years. During these three years, we will keep a low profile. After three years, everyone will want to tear a piece of flesh from the other side. I will go to Tianjin to receive a batch of arms."
His words undoubtedly revealed the time and place of receiving the arms.
Chun Nianren suddenly realized that there was another meaning behind Shen Tingzhou arranging an office for her.
He allowed her to legitimately represent him.
Officially appeared on the political stage as Shen Tingzhou's secretary.
Shen Tingzhou smiled knowingly, knowing that she had accepted the second gift he had prepared.
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