"Oh, really?" Ji Yinghai chuckled. "Actually, I don't quite understand. It was just a concubine who was lost. Why did the young marshal..."
Shen Yunjin glanced at him: "Is Lieutenant Ji interrogating a prisoner?"
His eyes were sharp and cold.
Ji Yinghai was older than him and considered himself to be quite capable, so he never really looked down on Shen Yunjin.
He felt that without his father, Shen Zhencai, he could never have achieved what he has today.
But now, looking into the other person's eyes, he was startled.
He gave a sheepish smile. "I was just curious."
"Heh." Shen Yunjin chuckled, saying nothing, yet inexplicably making Ji Yinghai feel immense pressure.
But it wasn't long before he realized what was happening.
What is he afraid of?
The one who should be afraid is Shen Yunjin.
If he really had feelings for Ninth Concubine, he would become a laughing stock in all of Beiping.
Even worse, he will lose Shen Zhencai's trust.
"General, I have brought the young marshal back."
The car stopped at the Marshal's Mansion, and Ji Yinghai walked ahead to Shen Zhencai.
Shen Zhencai didn't even look at him, his gaze falling directly on Shen Yunjin. "You can leave now."
Ji Yinghai had expected some words of sympathy, but he was completely ignored.
He's definitely my son, that's why I care so much.
He kept his face tense without showing any emotion, bowed to Shen Zhencai, and glanced at Shen Yunjin as he got up to leave.
Shen Zhencai sat on the sofa, smoking a cigar, his face somewhat gloomy.
Do you know what people in Beiping are talking about you right now?
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