The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

Without Shen Yuqing's harassment, she quickly returned to normal, devoted herself to work, and transcribed all the articles written by Wang Muzhou.

When he looked up again, he found that Shen Yuqing had fallen asleep.

He lay on the table with his face facing her direction.

His arms covered half of his face, and his soft black hair fell on his forehead, making his eyebrows more delicate. At this moment, he was less fierce than usual and more gentle.

"God really gave him too much preference." Song Huiyi looked at his face and couldn't help but think.

He has arrogant capital in every aspect.

Even if he does not have the background of a young marshal in the military government, his ability and his strategies can still make him the king in this troubled world.

Shen Yuqing is destined to be at the top.

Song Huiyi looked at it for a while and then stood up gently.

She took the copied article and walked out of the office door.

As soon as the door closed, Shen Yuqing opened her eyes.

He had always been a very light sleeper. Song Huiyi thought that he had not made any noise, but in fact, he was already awake the moment she got up.

It was rare for him to fall asleep unprepared.

In just two and ten minutes, he was already in high spirits and he straightened up.

Song Huiyi walked out of the office door and saw Tan Shaoyuan standing at the door.

He called her: "Miss Song."

"Adjutant Tan." Song Huiyi nodded, "When did you come?"

When she came, she didn't see him.

"I've been here for a while," Tan Shaoyuan said.

Seeing that he had a document in his hand, Song Huiyi guessed that he should see Shen Yuqing for something, and asked casually: "You want to see the eldest marshal for something? He is asleep at the moment."

"Asleep?" Tan Shaoyuan was surprised.

Song Huiyi looked at Tan Shaoyuan without knowing why he was surprised by such a thing.

Soon his expression returned to normal, "There is something wrong. Since the young marshal is asleep, I will go in later."

He looked at Song Huiyi and hesitated to speak.

"Say something."

"Miss Song, please forgive me for being presumptuous."

Tan Shaoyuan lowered his head slightly, "Leaving the Song Mansion at noon yesterday, the young marshal drove six hours to the station. He was busy until late at night before he had time to rest. He also received a call from Nancheng. The secret guard informed the young marshal about Miss Song's affairs in Meilan Garden. . Although the secret guard said everything was fine, the young marshal was still worried about Miss Song and drove back all night."

"Miss Song, the young commander actually cares about you."

Song Huiyi felt some confusion in his heart.

Emotions are like wind and waves, sometimes rising and sometimes falling, rolling and erratic, rising and falling. More of it rose up and fell directly on her body, splashing water with unknown emotions.

She thought that Shen Yuqing was still in Nancheng and came to settle accounts with her early in the morning after hearing the news.

When he saw her, he let her see Zhou Shi take a detour, and out of anger she called Wang Muzhou his brother. From the beginning to the end, he never said that he had not slept all night and came to find her.

Worried about her, drove six hours back from the station to find her?

Song Huiyi couldn't help but sigh to herself, Shen Yuqing wanted to sleep with her, but he actually cared about her all the time!

This kind of thinking is too childish.

Song Huiyi is an adult, so he knows it is impossible.

She is the third young lady of the Qing Gang, and Shen Yuqing is the marshal of the military government. They both know what interests are, and they will not put things aside for a "sleeping person".

What's more, there are many women who want to pounce on Shen Yuqing.

Shen Yuqing may have put a lot of effort into sleeping with her, but he didn't care about her safety from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't care enough to come back from the station to see her overnight.

He is not such a kind-hearted person.

She has seen Shen Yuqing's cruelty before.

At that time, in order to make her fear him and make her surrender to him, he threw a knife that was as sharp as clay in front of Zhou Chengguo and asked Zhou Chengguo to kill her——

To force her to shoot.

He was a hunter, forcing her back step by step, looking down at her, and determined to win her.

When she broke the jar, he let go again.

Just now in the office, he would also say how he wanted to serve her.

He was still so domineering, but he seemed to be starting to look at her levelly.

"I know." Song Huiyi lowered his eyelashes and responded expressionlessly.

She gave the article to Dong Yun.

This little girl Dong Yun is very relieved.

I left Yan Shu's photo to her before, but she saw the content behind it, didn't tell any nonsense, and kept the secret for her.

Song Huiyi trusted her very much.

While Dong Yun took the article, Song Huiyi asked her casually: "When did the young commander come?"

"Ah?" Dong Yun thought for a moment before answering, "About 07:30."

Song Huiyi hummed.

She didn't return to Song Mansion until after twelve o'clock yesterday, so it was almost the same time.

She wanted to call Qian Yu, but she didn't see her figure: "Where is Qian Yu?"

"Oh, she went to fight with an officer next to the eldest marshal."

Dong Yun said, "Originally she was unwilling to leave, but the officer at the door of the office said there were their people nearby and told her not to worry, so she went."

Song Huiyi knew it was Adjutant Bai as soon as he heard it.

She was a little helpless.

Qianyu is really keen on fighting, and she was very excited when she saw Baiye's fighting match last time.

The person does not look strong, but has a very feminine appearance. If she hadn't taken action, no one would have guessed that she was a person trained by the Qing Gang.

She called Xiao Chen: "Xiao Chen, go buy me three breakfasts."

Xiao Chen said yes.

Song Huiyi sat next to Dong Yun: "Give me a copy of the newspaper sent out today, and give me a copy of the newspapers from other newspapers."

Dong Yun gave her the newspaper.

Last night, she sent someone to call the newspaper office, who edited and typeset the Meilanyuan murder incident overnight and reprinted a newspaper.

"Thank you for making a trip yesterday." Song Huiyi said.

"It's not hard!" Dong Yun said immediately.

These words are sincere.

Nowadays, emphasis is placed on cultural education, and those who can work in newspapers are those with knowledge.

The salary for educated people will not be bad.

Under normal circumstances, the chief editor of a newspaper earns nearly 120 silver dollars a month. Editors are divided into chief editors and editors of various categories. The former earns about [-] silver dollars a month, while the latter earns [-] silver dollars a month.

But working here in Song Huiyi will be a few percent higher.

Dong Yun is the news editor, and she can get 100 silver dollars a month.

Yesterday, she was only busy for two or three more hours at night, and she got an extra 30 silver dollar bonus, which was given in cash.

If you look at real money, rather than the big pie painted by the boss, your motivation will be much higher.

Song Huiyi read several newspapers, and sure enough, several other newspapers also worked overtime and reported the matter overnight.

Normally it would not be surprising if someone dies, but the fact that the murderer is Zhou Jiuye, the number one killer in the Republic of China, who punishes evil and promotes good, is quite a gimmick.

What's more, the person who died was a political figure in Nanjing.

If a newspaper wants to make money, sales are very important.

Except for Nancheng Republic of China Daily, all other newspapers printed photos of the victims on their newspapers.

Song Huiyi's peaceful eyes suddenly turned sharp.

Small Theater on November 10th:

Shen Yuqing: Today is another day when the fire cannot be extinguished!