Quick Travel: After traveling through the book, the male protagonist seems to love me

Why is this difficult? Maybe people at that time were still a little shy about it, but for people like Jin Yi, there is no suitable shoes at the moment, so wearing the shoes of the sponsor is nothing.

Jin Yi stepped forward without hesitation and put on his shoes. Coincidentally, their feet were not much different, so they fit perfectly. They were even more suitable than Cinderella trying on glass slippers in fairy tales. It was as if they were made just for her. Tailor-made in general.

She spun around in her shoes.

"Not bad." Aunt Mei said she was very satisfied with this.

She no longer asked anyone to bring her shoes, and just walked out with her bare feet without caring.Jin Yi hurriedly followed. She still remembered that Aunt Mei asked her to follow him for a cup of coffee.The financial owner said this to a small character under his command, naturally he wanted to support her.It suits Jinyi's ambition to start a career.

The autumn air was crisp, and he didn't feel cold inside. When he went out, Jin Yi felt a little chilly and couldn't help but wince. He couldn't help but put his hands on his arms and felt goosebumps on his arms.Aunt Mei seemed to be fine. Although she was barefoot, she still walked gracefully and enchantingly. Every step she took seemed to step on someone's heart.

A powerful rickshaw had been waiting outside for a long time. The driver, who was wearing a mandarin jacket and showing off his strong arms, was very attentive, half-kneeling and stretching out his thigh. He also took out a handkerchief and wiped his thigh before using it as a stepping pad for Aunt Mei.A jade foot just stepped on the cheap fabric that was barely flattened. Aunt Mei's heels were small, her toes were neat and beautiful, and her nails were painted with bright red nail polish. Matching her skin color, which was as white as snow, it was obvious that it should be... It is extremely charming, but it gives people a feeling of standing proudly like plums in the snow.

Jin Yi also hurriedly got into the car, but after all, where was her identity, and as a person of the new era, she was really embarrassed to step on the driver's lap and get into the car - after all, everyone was just asking for a stutter, who was more noble than the other? .

"Old place." Aunt Mei didn't move slowly. She took a puff of cigarette and exhaled again.

"Okay!" the coachman howled at the top of his lungs, immediately stood up, pulled the two of them and ran forward.

Apart from experiencing it in a scenic spot, this is the first time Jin Yi has ridden in such a rickshaw. In fact, it is not very comfortable. Any pebbles passing by will make her butt hurt. However, in this era, compared to the people pulling the rickshaw, the people riding the rickshaw are more Still quite comfortable.

She was sitting a little uncomfortable, and it was the first time she wore such... "ladylike" clothes. She couldn't help but move around, and from time to time she stretched out her hand to pull at the split cheongsam.

Aunt Mei glanced sideways at her, "Amei, I find it a little strange why you want to sing in an opera."

Um?Why did Aunt Mei suddenly talk to her about such a topic?It's like that kind of talent show where the mentor suddenly asks the contestants what their dreams are.

She sang opera... wasn't it because she accidentally fell on an actor's body?But if you ask Mei Gensheng why she sings opera.She was sold to a theater troupe without any worries. What else could she do besides singing?The world never gave her the right to choose, but the torrent kept pushing her forward.Even if she was later regarded as the fourth concubine by a big warlord, no one would ever care what a little girl thought.

What matters is never what she wants, but what others need from her.

Just thinking about it made Jin Yi feel suffocated for no reason.

Fame, fortune and money?It's good to have nature, but does Mei Gensheng want this?Perhaps what she wants is the illusory "freedom" of being in a high position.