Chapter 11 It’s better to do it secretly



"Don't move, you've got cream on you."

Yang Zhangli frowned and stood up.

He took two steps forward, grabbed Su Yumo's arm and pulled her behind him.

Gu Chenyu's hand did not feel the smoothness he remembered. His face froze and his eyes became dark.

"Boss Yang is so protective of A-Yan, you're truly a good brother. Do you want me to give you an award?"

As he spoke, he stood up and almost faced Yang Zhangli.

The two men of similar height and build formed a sharp contrast.

Gu Chenyu wore a black suit and had his hair slicked back, while Yang Zhangli wore a silver-white robe and had long hair.

Two completely different people.

This scene attracted the attention of people in the opposite and next boxes.

Those who can sit in the private room on the second floor are either rich or noble, and most of them have seen Gu Chenyu and Qin Zhiyan.

But he had never seen the man sitting opposite him, and for a moment he was curious about his identity.

It looks like two men are fighting for one woman, which corresponds exactly to the play on stage.

Between listening to the opera and watching the opera, they chose to pick up peanuts and watch the opera.

Young Marshal Gu has a new love, and it seems that the beautiful and charming star Jiang is going to be sad.

At this moment, the focus area was undercurrent and sparks were flying.

Yang Zhangli's face was as gloomy as the sky covered with dark clouds, and Gu Chenyu was not much better.

It depends on who will have thunder, lightning and heavy rain first.

Yang Zhangli said in a deep voice: "There's no need to give awards. Let's give the young commander some advice. There are some people you can't mess with, otherwise, you'll easily get into trouble."

Gu Chenyu pulled the dark blue tie of his suit, revealing a section of his collarbone.

"Getting into trouble? That's unfortunate. I really enjoy the burning sensation of being burned by fire."

"It's very exciting. Boss Yang, why don't you try it? Maybe you'll like it too."

As he spoke, Gu Chenyu lowered his gaze and saw a section of the woman's white and tender calf.

He touched there.

In the hot and stuffy quilt that smells of roses.

Gu Chenyu suddenly thought of something and raised the corner of his mouth.

"By the way, you don't have to be on guard against me like a wolf. I won't tolerate any open teasing of me. It's better to do it stealthily."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Yumo, "Isn't that right, Ayan?"

Yang Zhangli's face darkened when he heard this.

He shouldn't have believed his passionate speech about saving the country that day and formed an alliance with him.

The so-called patriot who sacrificed his life for the country is essentially a shameless hooligan.

He now really wanted to grab Gu Chenyu and throw him downstairs to hear the sound of his body hitting the ground.

Su Yumo walked from behind Yang Zhangli to his side, and the two stood side by side.

Yang Zhangli's hand was still on his arm.

Yang Zhangli felt that the current posture was a bit awkward, so he slowly slid his hand down and held it.

Yang Zhangli's hand-holding posture didn't look like the affectionate gesture between lovers, but more like two kindergarten children holding hands for pure friendship.

Su Yumo did not struggle.

"Young Marshal, if you like to be sneaky, then do it. If you like to be open and aboveboard, then do it. It's none of my business."

"Brother Zhang Li and I are here to listen to the opera. The young marshal's play is not as good as the performance on stage."

Su Yumo started to drive people away.

She had a feeling that if she continued talking, Gu Chenyu would become even more shameless and tell everything.

He doesn't speak directly, but beats around the bush and messes with people's minds.

Gu Chenyu looked at the two people holding hands, and his hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, wanting to swing towards Yang Zhangli.

But when he thought about the thing that belonged to him in her hand a few days ago.

Sparkling in the faint moonlight.

Gu Chenyu's hand suddenly loosened, and he sat back in his original chair.

Cross your legs and rest your arms naturally on the handles.

"Who said I'm not here to listen to the opera? I'm a little short on money lately and can't afford to open a new box, so I came to borrow A-Yan's. I guess I'm your savior, so why wouldn't I help you with this little favor?"

Yang Zhangli called out to the door, "Come here, give the young marshal some money to open a private room. Remember to make a pot of good tea. The young marshal is thirsty."

A group of people were standing at the door, their clothing styles distinguishing their camps.

The people Yang Zhangli called bumped into Gu Chenyu's adjutant.

One person went out to ask the boss for a new box, and the other person walked into the box.

The adjutant walked to the side of Gu Chenyu and said, "Young Marshal, the head of Zuo Tian said outside that he has opened a new private room and wants to visit you and Boss Yang."

Gu Chenyu was not surprised. His people had told him earlier that a high-ranking official from Country R named Shangyang had arrived in Dongcheng today.

But he didn't expect that the man was so eager to see him and Yang Zhangli.

Gu Chenyu's mouth curled up, and his tone was intriguing, "Oh, it seems that there will be a good show today."

He remained in the same position and looked at Yang Zhangli, "Boss Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Zhangli ignored Gu Chenyu's words.

He leaned sideways and lowered his head, leaning close to Su Yumo's ear.

The veins on someone's hands began to bulge.

"Ayan, go back first. My people will escort you. Be careful on the road."

Su Yumo nodded.

She knew that Gu Chenyu was going to stand against Country R.

Yang Zhangli robbed supplies from Country R at the dock, and it seemed that he had no intention of colluding with them.

"System, can you give me the ability to catch fire?"

"Yes, since the host has completed the tasks in both worlds, the system's capabilities are getting better and better."

"Okay then, you can set that R-countryman's clothes on fire later."

If the host could not let the characters in the world die directly, Su Yumo would have directly given the order to let his soul return to the island.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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