Su Yan walked along the corridor.
The butler led the way, passing artificial hills, small bridges, and flowing water; the scenery was picturesque and exquisite.
It's like a miniature version of a mountain stream; one glance is enough to draw you in.
Walk a little further ahead, and you'll reach the main hall.
In this chaotic era of warlordism, most people pursue trends and like foreign gadgets.
The decorations in the homes of some high-ranking officials are also Western-style.
However, every corner of Marshal Yuan's home was decorated in an antique style.
They highly admire the Chinese style. Looking around, the neat and grand courtyards, with their green tiles and moss, exude an ancient charm.
As soon as I reached the entrance of the hall, I heard voices coming from inside.
"Miss Peony's dance is truly stunning."
As soon as he finished speaking, laughter erupted.
His voice was deep and resonant, full of energy.
Looking inside, I saw a man, about fifty years old, wearing a Zhongshan suit.
He looked energetic, probably because he was in a good mood, hence the big smile.
I was very happy.
At this moment, a woman wearing a red brocade high-slit cheongsam slowly stopped the final movement of the peacock dance.
The woman stood still, a white feather fan covering her lips, her smile exceptionally charming.
"General, please excuse my poor manners."
After she finished speaking, she gracefully bowed and sat down.
She waved the feather fan in her hand, swayed her waist, and revealed a delicate and beautiful face, half-hidden and half-revealed, with a hint of shyness.
Even the most beautiful and charming woman couldn't compare to this.
Su Yan stood at the door.
The butler's voice rang out from the side.
"General, Miss Bai Mudan has arrived."
Upon hearing this, the general's eyes lit up.
Looking at Su Yan,
"Miss White Peony, please have a seat."
Su Yan looked at the empty seat, walked over and sat down.
All the dishes have been served.
Every dish was exceptionally exquisite and meticulously prepared.
Peony was taken aback when she saw Su Yan appear.
Then he spoke.
"Oh, it's Sister Peony! Why didn't you tell your younger sister you were coming?"
Let's travel together.
Su Yan
"kindness"
She responded.
I don't know what kind of answer that was.
To others, this sounded like Dai Ze's perfunctory attitude.
Of the people at this table, only Commander Yuan Zhongguo was a man.
The rest were all women.
They were all dressed to the nines, in their thirties, yet still possessed a captivating charm.
These people must be Yuan Zhongguo's concubines.
To Yuan Zhongguo's left sat another man.
The man's face was somewhat pale.
His gaze remained fixed on Su Yan.
It was like looking at an enemy.
Su Yan was stunned.
After looking at them for a while, do they know each other?
I don't seem to remember this person.
At this moment, the third concubine spoke up.
"Zixin, where is the young marshal?"
Why haven't they arrived yet?
Hearing the third concubine's words, Yuan Zixin seemed even angrier, gripping the chopsticks in his hand tightly.
Su Yan heard the name Zi Xin.
Yuan Zixin.
Yuan Zimi's older brother.
Thinking of this, Su Yan recalled last night.
It seems that the person Yuan Zimi stepped on was his brother.
So, it was him?
Yuan Zixin tried hard to control his anger and spoke.
How would I know about his affairs?
After saying that, he added another sentence.
"Why show off your status as the young marshal at home, not on the battlefield?"
After speaking, Yuan Zixin's inexplicable gaze fell on Su Yan again.
It seemed like he was saying it on purpose for Su Yan to hear.
"In the end, he is an outsider."
Every word and phrase exudes an air of superiority.
After saying that, his anger seemed to have subsided somewhat.
That felt better.
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