Questions flashed in Zhai Mu's eyes, but he finally understood that there were some things he shouldn't ask, so he took the admission notice and saw that Hemo had no other arrangements, so he bowed his head and left.
Frey had been standing quietly on the side of the desk. At this moment, he saw the car outside the room restarted and gradually drove out of the villa area before he raised his head: "You are very optimistic about Miss Leng?"
The school I chose was unique and second to none in the capital of the empire. Not to mention it was from a rich and famous family, and there were countless children of celebrities from all walks of life. It is completely different from the high school Leng Yiyao originally attended.
It is no longer a school, but more of a trial before entering the social circle. There, it’s all a matter of knowledge as to who you should socialize with and who you should keep a distance from. For a student who is only sixteen years old, it is impossible to adapt overnight.
"She is far more complicated than she appears." Helmer raised his head and glanced at the villa. The room was full of books, quiet and peaceful. It was originally the place where he was most accustomed to staying when he wanted to be quiet. He gave it to her as a place to stay so easily, and he didn't know what she felt in her heart. It's just that it's been a long, long time since there has been such an interesting person, so why not give her a few more exceptions
Frey looked startled, and then realized what the marshal had just said. Leng Yiyao, the second daughter of the Leng family who has never been favored, probably has a soul that no one can see through. But, did the marshal make such arrangements to train her to become his right-hand man, or was it for other purposes
"That Xi Le..." Just as Frei was deep in thought, Helmer suddenly tapped the table with his fingertips: "It seems that you are particularly concerned about Leng Yiyao?"
Frey recalled the original investigation report on Leng Yiyao and immediately replied: "Xile and Leng Chao, Miss Leng's brother, have a very good relationship. They grew up together. Maybe that's why they take more care of her. But Speaking of this, I am reminded of a rumor."
Frey glanced at Hemo's face and saw that he had no expression, but looked over and immediately finished his sentence: "The eldest lady of the Leng family has attended several dinners with him before. I heard that, The relationship between the two is quite delicate.”
Leng Yiyi
That famous lady
I've seen him once, but I don't even have the slightest impression of that face, let alone the philistineness hidden in those eyes.
Hemo was indifferent and didn't even mean to mention it to this person: "Get ready and take away all the things I usually use."
Frey responded crisply, and looked up at the time again. It was already close to midnight. He was about to remind the marshal to take a rest, but he suddenly smiled faintly, "Tomorrow, prepare a gift and go to the palace to meet the man who has not shown up for a long time. His Majesty the Emperor."
Frey had a look of surprise on his face—
The emperor has been in seclusion for many days, and rumors about the royal family have almost reached the public. The political and military circles have also received the news a long time ago, but the current situation is unclear and no one is too lazy to go to the muddy waters. In addition, the eldest prince Lu Chen has also returned successfully. These messy things should have their own owners, and whoever's troubles should pay for it. The marshal suddenly asked him to prepare a gift for an audience
Why
Helmer had already walked out of the study at this moment. Looking at his retreating back, Frey slowly clenched his hands.
Why, ever since Leng Yiyao came to the capital, he always felt that some things were becoming more and more unreasonable...
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