Liang Yueying almost felt sorry for hearing this. She could marry an actor, but no matter how unbearable she was, she would not marry an actor who was squinted and had three wives and four concubines.

Shen Xingchu hit a wall with her, and 80% felt her determination and was unwilling to give up. Because she knew that as long as she retreated today, no one could save her master.

The next moment, she bent her slender waist, and knelt gracefully in front of Liang Yueying, crying softly: "Miss Second Miss, I'm pregnant with my master's child. My child cannot be without a father."

"Even if you don't care about me, you have to rely on the Master's face and you can't let him lose his subordinates."

"If something happens to my master, the child in my stomach will not be saved. The incense of their Lao Zhang family will be cut off, but it will be a last resort!"

"Even if your child is an orphan, what does it have to do with me?" This time, Liang Yueying finally left in anger and did not look at her again.

I just regret that I have good cultivation. No matter how many vicious words she says, she will stumble in her mouth and can't say them.

When I returned to my yard, I didn’t feel relieved, but instead felt a mountain pressing on my head.

Unable to control, Zhang Xicheng was locked in the dark and wet police room, where there might be ants and mice crawling around, gnawing on his trousers, calves, and toes. Those foreigners who were completely conscientious might torture him.

As soon as Liang Yueying thinks of this, she feels her hair standing up and she is unable to sit and stand still.

Zhang Xicheng has always been delicate and tender skin and spoiled, so how could he stand these things? Will he be unable to think about committing suicide? Or has he been tortured by foreigners and become mentally ill.

"Damn it, Zhang Xicheng, crazy. If you have the ability to kill foreigners, why don't you go to the Jiangbei battlefield to fight the Fusang people?"

Liang Yueying picked up the pillow and smashed it into the bedroom - a huge poster made of Zhang Xi.

I never found out that he had such patriotism and sincerity, he hated foreigners and suddenly became crazy.

She hates him!

I hated him for betraying himself, and did not know how to be as quiet as a chicken to be obsessed with the feelings of the dog and horse, and would appear in front of me to disturb her abandoned woman who was as heartbroken as a knife, and her already uneasy life.

Liang Yueying was so anxious that she couldn't beat her heart in the bedroom. She got up and opened the drawer, took out all her savings, and walked outside.

Nowadays, foreigners are acting as a hero in Shanghai, and even if they rob their families, the people dare not speak out, and who dares to provoke them?

Now, there is no other way except to ask the unknown general.

Liang Yueying was obviously timid, but when she thought that Zhang Xicheng was suffering inside, she couldn't help but step up and walked towards Song Mansion.

Money can make the devil push the mill, but human life is in danger, and it is not easy to use in the French Concession.

She used the same trick again and handed the silver note to the guards of Song Mansion.

"Hello, please... I want to find a handsome man."

Liang Yueying used to think that money could make ghosts beat the ghosts, but now she is hitting a wall everywhere and realizes that there is a sky beyond the sky.

Now, Grandma Song has become the blue sky above her head.

"I didn't intend to disturb him. Is he in the mansion at this moment? If he is not here, I'll wait for him here."

Unexpectedly, the guard pushed the bill back directly.

After listening to her calmly, Fang saluted a military salute, and then said with a strong voice: "Wait!"

The next moment, holding the gun, he ran to the communication room and made a phone call.

Liang Yueying was invited in after less than a moment of waiting. She wanted to pay for some contact, but the guards had just refused: "Miss, don't make things difficult for us. If the general knows that the people below are privately taught, we don't need to ask for it."

Liang Yueying should have expected that in front of the general, he would be with the king and a tiger. He took a deep breath and was mentally prepared.

Following the guards, he walked through the corridor in a circle, and was suddenly led to the door of Song Shishan's study.

The guard didn't leave a word, but put her down alone, then turned around and left with a majestic look.

Liang Yueying walked for a moment, grabbed a corner of the hem of her skirt tightly, thinking that Zhang Xicheng was in prison and his life and death were not sure about it, so he still plucked up the courage and knocked on the door.
Chapter completed!