Fu Shang turned his head and glanced at Bo sijin indifferently. young master Bo, you're handsome.
Her attitude was cold and detached, the kind that was emitted from the inside out. It was a coldness that kept people at arm's length, and a cold and aloof pride.
Usually, as a figure in charge of military power, Bo sijin was handsome, and all the young ladies on Shanghai beach were trying to get close to him. It was rare for him to be rejected like this.
"Didn't miss Wen say that she wanted to remove her makeup? why aren't you doing it?"
As he spoke, Bo sijin glanced at Fu min.
Looking at the blue-clothed actress's dark eyebrows and eyes, but also a sense of otherworldly beauty, he couldn't help but look forward to her true appearance and couldn't wait to see it.
"It's cold and ugly, I'm afraid it'll taint your eyes, young Marshal," Fu Shang lowered his eyes.
"Young master Bo, please go back."
She asked him to leave.
