The president is with her political enemies [Interstellar]

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This is also very normal. 30 years ago, the empire film industry was in its golden age, with beauties like clouds, as beautiful as the imperial rose Alene, and as glamorous as Scarlett. Siddig's mother, Eugene, was also a A famous actor who died after marrying Siddig's father, Sir Hayne, was dubbed His Majesty because of his arrogance.

Of course, Eugene is still beautiful now, but she can no longer see the arrogance of the past. Time has smoothed her edges and corners, and taught her what it means to be drunk and promiscuous. Sir Hayne never cared about his wife's affairs. , even if she kissed another man in front of her face.

Seeing the gray-haired woman in the distance, she quickly walked a few steps, "Mother, good evening."

Mrs. Seamus glanced at her daughter with blurred brown eyes, "Hello. Is this your friend? What a beauty."

"It can't be compared with Madam." Cynthia said, she took Mrs. Seamo's hand and kissed gently, "Your beauty once shocked the empire, and even today, no one can compare with you."

Mrs. Seamus covered half of her face with a fan, "Honey, I never knew you had such a talking friend." She pulled her daughter and whispered, "Is your lover?"

"No." Sid Digger vetoed sternly.

"No?" Madam smiled lowly, "Then you won't mind if something happens to me with this little beauty."

"She's married." Siddig had long been accustomed to the nonsense of this woman whose sanity was mostly insane, her brain was always paralyzed by alcohol or stimulants, "Are you on drugs? "She doesn't smell of alcohol.

"Just a shot," the lady waved. "I don't care if she's married."

Sid Digger said: "But I care. Have a nice night, goodbye." After she finished speaking, she took Cynthia to find her grandmother.

Mrs. Seamus took a glass of wine, with a blank expression on her face, "Do you care?"

she is married

Sid Digger says she cares...

She looked extremely confused, what did she care about?

"Ma'am," put a hand on her shoulder, "do I have the honor of dancing with you?"

Madam turned around and put the glass into the other's hand, "Sorry, you don't have one."

"I apologize for my mother's faux pas." She knew Cynthia heard it all.

"It's nothing," Cynthia said, "it just shows that I'm very attractive. What's more, Madam doesn't know that we're married. Isn't that why you haven't told your family about our marriage?"

"One of the reasons," said Sid Digger. "My grandmother was up front. She was a very strong woman."

Siddiger approached her 55-year-old grandmother, who was still in her twenties despite the maintenance of drugs. "Good evening." She kissed the woman on the left and right cheeks.

The woman is very beautiful, especially those pale golden eyes, and she also has long dark red hair.

Her name is Von Bailey Simo. She was awarded the Duke of York 20 years ago. She is one of the few nobles who are active in politics. Because she has some kinship with the reigning queen, she was called the "Regent" when she was elected president. king'.

Her beauty is very arrogant. When she was young, she must have been an unattainable beauty like an iceberg, but time has made her facial contours softer and quieter.

Cynthia bowed to Feng, using the etiquette that a junior would treat an elder.

"Your Excellency, President of the Union?" Feng blinked and repeatedly confirmed the identity of the person in front of him, "I am very honored to have you at such a small dance."

"I have admired the beauty of the Seamus family for a long time, and I just waited for the opportunity today, so I troubled the President to bring me with me." Cynthia smiled sincerely, "I didn't bother you."

"Of course not. I am very happy that you can come." Feng turned to Siddiger, "You are back, I thought Your Excellency the President had forgotten where the gate of the Seamus family is."

"How can I forget that you are here?" Siddig's voice seemed to be coquettish, which opened Cynthia's eyes, because she knew that Feng was not Sir Hayne's mother, but Sir Hayne's aunt. She was also Siddig's aunt, but Sir's mother died of dystocia, and his father committed suicide with a gun after entrusting the child to his sister.

Obviously, the Seamus family respects this woman very much.

"Governor Alder is over there," Feng raised his chin towards the other side of the dance floor, "Go and say hello."

Sid Digger said helplessly, "Grandmother, do you really think I'm a 16-year-old girl who just stepped into the world?"

"You are a twenty-five-year-old girl who hasn't married herself yet."

"The monarchy has already established a constitutional system, why do you still stick to those old ideas?"

Feng snorted, "I don't have any opinion on your celibacy, and I don't think women should devote all their experiences to the family, but..." She stopped.

"but what?"

"Go and say hello first," Feng waved at her, "You want to marry, but the governor may not necessarily want to marry you."

"not me……"

"Go."

"I'll go, I'll go." She turned her head towards Cynthia, "Your Excellency, let's go."

Feng Dao: "I very much hope that the President can chat with me for a while. You don't mind."

"Grandma, I think..."

"Shut up, I'm asking Lord Cynthia."

Cynthia replied mildly, "Of course I don't mind."

Sid Digger sighed and left alone.

"Come sit beside me, sir, I mean, if you like."

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☆、Chapter 3 Prince

"Good evening." Sid Digger went to greet Alder, and she had nothing to say, except the most basic greeting.

"Good evening." Alder said.

There was an embarrassing silence after that.

But Alder seemed to have gotten used to this atmosphere, and had no intention of provoking a topic.

In all fairness, Alder was a very handsome, even beautiful man.

His facial features are much more delicate than many beautiful girls, but he is the governor of a foreign domain with a heavy army in his hand, a man who has truly survived fighting on the battlefield, which makes him always shrouded in awe.

Moreover, this man's abstinence and restraint are simply famous in the empire, far from his lunatic sister.

"Well, sir, I take my leave," said Sid Digger.

Alder nodded, "Go slowly..." He paused, "Your Excellency, if you don't mind, may I ask about our marriage?"

"what?"

"You don't know?"

"I just found out about half an hour ago."

The Governor frowned. "Sorry, Your Excellency. Goodbye."

In the next second, a woman hooked Siddig's neck and said with a smile: "Miss, don't you live up to your beauty if you don't dance at the ball?"

Her voice was slightly hoarse and unusually familiar.

She turned her head.

"Lord Severe," she said.

Ogfein let go of his hand, "Lord Seamus, you really don't want to dance with my brother?"

She clung to Siddig's ear and whispered: "Good girl, do me a favor and play a play with me."

"What drama?"

"I swear I will never damage your interests, it's just a show for Don."