The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 206 The Lady of the Republic of China, Face Slapped Online (26)

Su Qinghuan's tone was very indifferent, and he did not hide the ridicule in his eyes.

Seeing the girl's eyes like that, Su Qian felt a pain somewhere in his heart.

He wanted to sharpen Su Qinghuan's minions and make her cling to him instead of being cold and arrogant like a queen like she is now!

"Qing Huan, no matter what you say, I am your elder, but with your current appearance, have you even forgotten the Su family's custom of respecting elders?"

Now he is ashamed to use his status as an elder to suppress her?
Su Qinghuan glanced lazily at Su Qian, and glanced at the man's wrist tied up with white silk, her eyes were very cold.

"Does Uncle Wu want the younger generation to care about you? Yes, it seems that Uncle Wu's hand is injured? What a pity, Uncle Wu may even struggle to read a newspaper recently, right?"

"Enough said?"

Su Qian was suddenly stung by the coldness in Su Qinghuan's eyes.

Don't know why.

Su Qinghuan is indeed beautiful, but on the one hand, he obviously watched this child grow up since he was a child, and what's more, when old man Su was still alive, he still tried to betroth his daughter to himself.

At that time, he didn't even bother to look at the yellow-haired girl.

Why is this woman now an abandoned woman, but she is so radiant that people can't help but want to cast their eyes on her?

"I haven't said enough, Uncle Wu, I won't say anything else, but since you also want to be the president of the Su Corporation, it is inevitable that the two of us will confront each other. You want to get rid of my minions, but my niece What do you do with this thought?"

Su Qinghuan picked up the teacup on the table next to the Eight Immortals, and lightly took a sip of the excellent Yuqian Longjing.

I sent a few taels to Su Qian at the beginning, and the rest of the tea leaves were gathered here at Paramount, planning to entertain distinguished guests on the opening day.

Su Qinghuan looked steadily at the man in front of her, with a malicious smile.

"Since Fifth Uncle wants to respect the old, has he never thought about loving the young?"

"..."

No one will be liked to say old, even if the other party is a man.

Su Qian is now 31 years old. According to the calculation of the Kyushu Kingdom, it is the time when he is in his prime and financial resources. It is said that a man at forty is still a flower, let alone this age.

Too often, the little girl rushed towards Su Qian like a crucian carp crossing the river.

But now, Su Qian was being ridiculed by Su Qinghuan.

He deliberately used the elders at the beginning.

……

Su Qian looked at the girl's aggressive eyebrows, and suddenly had the urge to cover her lips.

He stared at Su Qinghuan's lips coldly, his eyes were dark, and there were infinite dark emotions growing in his heart.

"Although you call me uncle, am I old?"

"Aren't you old? It's just that your niece is more than ten years old."

Su Qinghuan's venomous tongue has always been the strongest, and now seeing that Su Qian is really moved by his age, he added something extremely vile.

"I really can't figure out why my father wanted to promise me to Uncle Fifth? Uncle Fifth, do you think that some men who are about your age who married early may have daughters as old as me!"

"..."

At this time in Kyushu, there are not no people who get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen.

What Su Qinghuan said was really true.

It's just that men are always affectionate, and the matter of aunts and wives has not been abolished by express regulations, so let alone a bad old man in his thirties or seventies marrying a cute little girl, it is not an exception.

This world is so chaotic, money and power always make sense.

Some girls may be easily sold by their parents for a little bit of food, just for a few silver dollars and a few steamed buns.

The other party may still think that this is for the benefit of his daughter. After all, he still doesn’t have enough to eat at home. At the very least, he can sell it to a wealthy family as a maid or concubine, so that he can have a place to sleep and don’t have to worry about not having enough to eat when he wakes up tomorrow.

……

Su Qian's dark pupils stared at Su Qinghuan closely. At this moment, he really wondered if there was a little devil's soul living in his niece's body.

"...Su Qinghuan, who are you?"

"Who else could it be?"

Su Qinghuan pouted.

"Isn't it strange that people have died once, and now they finally figured out that they have to live for themselves?"

Su Qian immediately remembered that Su Qinghuan had hanged himself for that scumbag Zhang Yaozong, and he couldn't help but look at Su Qinghuan's slender neck.

It was as slender and fair as a swan's neck, and there was no sign of hanging himself at all.

But that day when Su Qinghuan came to Wanghu mansion to look for him, even though his neck was covered with powder, he could still see some scars to some extent.

But now, Su Qinghuan is completely new, just like the scar that disappeared.

……

"Since you insist on getting involved with the new warlord, then I want to see if you will regret this decision!"

Su Qian's voice was cold.

"I still remember that you once uttered wild words that you wanted to make Paramount the No. [-] dance hall in Jiangcheng. You wouldn't make such a move just because a dance hall like the Metropolis failed to open. Is it a bet?"

"of course not!"

Su Qinghuan raised her head proudly.

"Uncle Wu, just wait and see, soon all the dance halls in Jiangcheng will be released, but only the places I manage will create completely different results!"

Mu Beicheng just hoped to protect the personal safety and freedom of all kinds of dancing girls.

But this man was born in a prominent family, so he naturally didn't understand that for many people in the lower classes, it was the most correct thing to earn a living.

At any rate, they can still make a living by performing arts. In this troubled world, dance halls are not necessarily places where people can eat people, but if they have no money, they must be desperate.

……

Soon, it will be the fifth day of this month.

Because Jiangcheng has banned entertainment venues for a long time, now that Paramount is open, it is undoubtedly a gimmick.

All kinds of dignitaries and celebrities couldn't help but want to join in the fun.

In fact, the dance hall was not originally aimed at men.

Many noble ladies also come here for entertainment, some of them wear Suzhou embroidery cheongsam, but most of them follow the new trend and wear new-style western clothes.

There are also some foreigners from the Dongchen Concession gathered here, and their blond hair and blue eyes walked through it, which was particularly conspicuous.

……

Su Qinghuan was standing in front of the ballroom of Paramount. She chose a red cheongsam for a rare occasion today, also to celebrate the grand opening of Zhang Daji.

An overly bright color like red might look tacky if worn by others, but Su Qinghuan is different.

Her skin is fair, and her figure is surprisingly good. The skirt is embroidered with a golden phoenix about to fly, which makes her look like a fire phoenix, as if she is about to become a fairy at any time.

Many men looked at her covetously.

"Boss Su is even more beautiful today!"

"Congratulations to Boss Su for reopening Paramount today, and I wish you a wealth of wealth!"

(End of this chapter)