Yuan Zimi listened and reached out to hug the person.
He reached out and touched Su Yan's body.
Anyone who didn't know better would think they were getting a bargain.
After searching for a while, I finally pulled out a silk scarf from the pocket next to her.
Su Yan was puzzled
"do what?"
Yuan Zimi was holding the handkerchief, intending to stick it on Su Yan's forehead.
Just as I was about to stick it on, my hand paused.
In the blink of an eye, he put the handkerchief into his pocket.
He bent down and picked up Su Yan.
He casually said
"Your body is too weak; you need to practice more."
As he spoke, he picked up Su Yan and walked towards the backyard.
He left behind a group of petrified subordinates.
Is the young marshal referring to Su Yan or mocking them?
The group looked at each other, seeing their disheveled appearances.
Without saying much, they all lay down on the ground and started doing push-ups.
I was defeated by a woman.
He was defeated by a woman time and time again.
Well, is there anything more embarrassing than this?
Just now, the young marshal must have been secretly warning them that they had been too lax in their work.
With that in mind, they all became even more enthusiastic about doing push-ups.
Su Yan lay in bed all afternoon.
I have absolutely no energy.
listless.
Until around 5 p.m.
She glanced at the clock.
Should we go back to the Paramount?
Thinking this way.
I sat up.
She clenched her fist.
I found that I still couldn't muster any strength.
The fight at noon today was beyond my limits, and now I feel like my body has been completely drained.
I rested for a while.
Stand up.
She walked out of the room.
Yuan Zimi spent the entire afternoon with her.
Until half an hour ago, a confidential document arrived.
He just left.
As soon as the door opened, the guards standing outside were seen.
Su Yan spoke seriously
Where is Yuan Zimi?
The guard was taken aback when he heard Su Yan address the young marshal by his given name.
However, the news that Miss Bai Mudan had defeated more than a dozen of the young marshal's key men at noon today spread like wildfire in less than an hour.
Respecting the strong is a principle that remains unchanged no matter where you go.
The guard spoke.
"Miss Bai, the young marshal is not at home; he has gone to the Marshal's Mansion."
After listening, Su Yan asked again
Will he come back?
guard
"Usually, the young marshal would have dinner at the marshal's mansion before coming back here."
After dinner, they'll probably be back very late.
Thinking about it this way, Su Yan spoke up.
"I need to go back to Paramount. Can you find me a car to take me back?"
The guard hesitated for a moment.
Upon realizing that this was a guest invited back by the young marshal, he immediately said...
"sure."
Then, the guard gestured for them to proceed.
"Miss Bai, please come with me."
With that, he led Su Yan out of the house.
On the way out, the guard couldn't help but turn back to look at Su Yan.
This girl, Bai Mudan, looks so thin and frail. Did she really take on those dozen or so soldiers all by herself?
The more the guard looked, the more suspicious he became.
Of course, he didn't show it on his face, but quickly escorted Su Yan to the car and watched her leave.
Night fell quickly.
The backstage area of the Paramount Ballroom.
Su Yan was wearing a white silk dress.
The original owner of this body was slender and tall, a walking clothes hanger, and looked good in everything she wore.
She sat there rubbing her wrists.
A spot on my right wrist gradually became red and swollen.
I hadn't noticed it before, I just felt exhausted.
Now that I've rested a bit, I've noticed my wrist is swollen.
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