Shen........"The man opened his eyes, let go of her hand, rubbed his temples, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."His eyes seemed to hold a hint of intoxication.The hall manager came over and said, "...The adjutant followed his gaze and shook his head. "I've never seen it before, Young Marshal."

Fu Shen retracted his gaze and walked away with the people.

At the banquet, many people saw Fu Shaoshuai walk down from upstairs. His straight and tall figure had a bit of aloofness. His eyebrows were somewhat thick, especially his eye sockets were very deep, his nose bridge was too high and perfect, and his thin lips looked rather cold and indifferent.

Those eyes, like ink, seemed to pierce through you. His pale skin made him appear even more aloof.

With a dull thud.

Ning Shu followed the crowd's gaze and naturally saw Fu Shinian.

It's just that he wasn't sure if it was his illusion, but the young marshal's gaze seemed to glance at him without much warmth, carrying a hint of coldness and a look-down scrutiny.

Ning Shu couldn't help but stand frozen in place, feeling a shiver run down her spine.

Footprints faded, Fu Snian's arrival was hasty, and his departure was even more so. It was as if the gunshot that had sounded like a misfire just moments ago was merely an illusion they had conjured.

Until they reached the front gate.

Ning Shucai came back to his senses. He had originally intended to follow the crowd. Then he hesitated and stopped.

Even if he went up to stop them, what could he possibly do

Would Fu Shaoshuai even deign to interact with someone like this

He might be seen as a sycophant and leave a very bad impression.

Ning Shu stopped her steps.

He walked to Ning Rou's side and saw that his second sister was staring blankly at the entrance of the hall, lost in thought for a long time.

Ning Shu couldn't help but ask, "Second Sister"

Ning Rou came back to her senses, her pretty face was as if painted with rouge, beautiful and alluring.

She pinched the handkerchief and said, "Fourth brother."

After staying at the banquet for not long, they went back.

Ningrou seemed to find it uninteresting as well, looking somewhat absentminded.

Ning Shu opened the car door and saw Ning Rou was a little lost in thought, so she called her again.

Ning Rou came to her senses, smiled a little sheepishly, and then bent down to get into the car.

Ning Shu opened the car door and got in.

Not long after their car drove away.

A military vehicle is turning a corner, and from this angle, you can see the direction of the main hall entrance.

Everyone who comes out can see it clearly.

The adjutant didn't quite understand why the young marshal hadn't left yet, but instead sat here, biting on a cigar. Then his deep gaze was fixed on the entrance to the hall, revealing a stretch of cold white wrist.

He took a drag from his cigarette until a young boy came out.

The adjutant didn't know what the other party had to offer. This young master was indeed quite handsome, but he wasn't a great beauty. He wasn't someone you'd want to bring home as a concubine.

Fu Shennian's gaze lingered on the boy's bent neck for a moment, and then...

Look away.

After the smell of smoke in the car dissipated, he glanced in the direction the car left, retracted his gaze, and said lightly, "Let's go."

.....

On the way back, Ning Rou was somewhat absent-minded.

She rested her chin in her hand, a thoughtful expression on her face, and a blush of shyness crept onto her cheeks.

Ning Shu had just returned, and didn't know much about Fu Shinian.

He felt that Ning Rou, having grown up at home, should know this young marshal best of all.

Then, she asked, "Second sister, do you know Shao Shuai Fu"

Ning Rou was slightly taken aback, and rarely felt a little shy: "You... how did you ask about this"

Ning Shudao: "Was that military officer just now the Shao Shuai"

Ning Rou nodded: "Yes, he is Fu Shaoshuai."

Ning Shu thought to herself, "He is very handsome and looks quite young."

"Mm."

Ning Rou said softly, “The young marshal is only twenty-five years old this year.”

Ning Shu thought that being able to sit in this position at such a young age, many people probably wouldn't accept him. But he just thought about it for a moment, and then said: "Fu Shaoshuai's eyes...look different from others."

He just glanced at her from afar, not quite sure if there was a hint of blue in her eyes.

Ning Rou glanced at him, surprised and said: "The Young Marshal's bloodline is one-fourth German. His grandmother was German."

"So the eyes are a little blue, but... they're very beautiful."

As she spoke, a flush crept onto her cheeks.

Ning Shu hadn't noticed, taking her for granted just like the other women in the hall who revered Fu Shinian.

He thought to himself, no wonder this mixed-race person doesn't look very obvious.

Fu Sian seemed to have inherited all the excellence, his features were strikingly handsome. His eye sockets were deep-set, making him appear tall and dignified.

Not too foreign-looking either, it's almost perfect.

Five days have passed since the banquet.

There are four concubines in the Ning family. After Ning Shu's mother passed away, there were only three concubines left in the house. All three concubines gave birth to daughters, with only Ning Shu being a son.

So, Ning's father doted on this son very much and sent him abroad to study at an early age.

The other daughters at home didn't please Father Ning either. The eldest daughter was rebellious and loved to sing opera, running off to the theater and becoming an actress. This enraged Father Ning, who was furious and nearly died of anger.

The second daughter is causing a stir everywhere, hanging out with all sorts of people, never staying home. She claims that it's the new age and she needs to be free.

Don't live like an old fossil.

On the contrary, Ning Rou seemed much more well-behaved and would often invite people for afternoon tea. She would then attend gatherings and sometimes go out with classmates, being very obedient and sensible.

Ning Shu wanted to be alone, so she didn't go out with her.

He wondered how he could get closer to Fu Shaoshuai.

Is it appropriate to give gifts

Ning Shu hesitated a bit, feeling that this action was a little too rash. She decided to give the other person a gift she brought back from studying abroad as a gesture of goodwill.

But Fu Shaoshuai is someone who has seen everything, what good things hasn't he seen He could even look down on this little thing he brought back from his studies abroad.

Ning Shu sighed.

Then she heard her aunt knocking at the door.

Aunt said, "Master, Young Master Wen is looking for you."

Ning Shu thought for a long while before remembering who this Wen Shao was.

The other party was considered a good friend of the original owner from their childhood and often played together.

But it's been over a decade since they last saw each other.

Ning Shu went downstairs, and Wen Hao sat in the living room, drinking the red tea provided by the house. When he saw him come down, he smiled with a raised lip: "As expected of the young master who returned from studying abroad, your temperament has changed."

Ning Shu spoke to him for a while.

He was a little awkward, after all he wasn't very familiar with the other person.

But still, he mustered the courage to make small talk with the other party.

What Wenhao asked was nothing more than about his experiences abroad over the years, interesting and amusing things, and he also asked if foreign women were much more open and outgoing than them.s hand and adjusted the place where he had just been touched by the woman. His gaze was cold and indifferent: "Behave yourself, Miss Ning Er."Now, not even a familiar nickname stemming from Young Mast...