1547: C1547 Shameless Is a Skill

C1547 Shameless Is a Skill

Shen Yun's movements were light, it was just a tie, but once it was untied, the loose Han suit fell to the ground like a bathrobe.

This scene was so familiar, it was as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Do you still remember how we looked the first time?"

Shen Yun's smile was incredibly charming and her eyes were as beautiful as crescent moons.

Lee Nanfang remembered. It was under Hamm's arrangement that something unspeakable happened at Qingshan.

After that, Shen Yun showed up for the second time and told Lee Nanfang her name.

Shen Yun was carefully observing Lee Nanfang's expression, trying to confirm if he had recovered his memories.

Unfortunately, Scumbag Lee's ability to hide his feelings was not bad.

Or it could be said that he was staring dead at someone's pig-like appearance, and had revealed his true nature, yet he did not seem to be in the wrong.

Shen Yun could not find an answer, but she did not pursue the matter any further.

As Lee Nanfang said, a name is just a code name, what's important is him.

Since he was here, it didn't matter whether he had lost his memories or not.

"It's good if you don't remember. Then let's experience that feeling again, just like we did for the first time."

As Shen Yun spoke, she lifted her leg and stepped into the bathtub.

Then, Shen Yun lowered her body and sat behind Lee Nanfang.

"Hey, is that your injury?"

Lee Nanfang reminded him subconsciously.

It was really hard for Scumbag Lee to maintain a trace of humanity and express his concern for the woman beside him.

To Shen Yun, this seemingly casual concern was as precious as an oasis in the sea.

Her man didn't use her as a tool. Instead, when she took the initiative to ask for it, he began to care about the wound on her shoulder.

Shen Yun felt warmth in her heart as she replied softly, "It's alright. Are you tired? "

Lee Nanfang laughed. "What do you think?"

Elder Sun didn't know how Shen Yun had answered.

He just rose as usual.

The people of Han City were still living a constant life.

However, when someone passed the Han City National Theatre, they would be shocked by the large dark mass of media reporters.

The National Theatre was the nation's largest official event center. Only when it received a national performance or an important press conference would there be a situation where there were reporters gathering.

Was there some other major event that was about to happen?

It's not the time to re-elect the president.

The crowd couldn't help but stop to watch and look forward to it.

At ten o'clock in the morning, a long convoy slowly approached. From the way they had sealed off the road in advance and the way they had used the motorcycle to clear the road, it was obvious that they were not ordinary people.

Various cell phones were raised high in the air from the crowd. Some of them were even broadcasting live online, talking loudly into their cell phones about what had happened over here.

At ten minutes past ten, the convoy stopped in front of the theater. The left rear door of the high-profile Bentley in the middle opened, and the first thing to appear was a flawless long leg.

The moment the shiny black heels touched the ground, the numerous reporters who had been waiting for a long time immediately began their most professional and dedicated actions.

Kacha kacha kacha sounds rang out in succession. Countless flashing lights gathered together, appearing even more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

Everyone held their breath and finally saw that it was a woman with a near perfect appearance getting off the car.

And this woman …

"Little Princess!"

"Oh god, my goddess, my beloved goddess! Shen Yun is here, I love you! "

The moment Shen Yun appeared, endless cheers and shouts swept over like a tsunami.

The goddess of all men in the South Korea Peninsula had appeared in a gorgeous long dress, bringing about a clamor that was not one bit inferior to any international celebrity.

The reporters were excited, while the onlookers were excited. Many of them had forgotten their purpose of staying here. All of their attention was attracted by Shen Yun, who appeared in her formal attire.

As for Little Princess of South Korea, she walked around to the other side of the car while kicking her high heels with eyes from numerous people.

With the slightest movement, she slowly pulled open the rear right door of the Bentley.

The mood of the surrounding crowd also became tense with her actions.

Who could it be that made the little princess open the door?

Before the crowd could guess what Shen Family was doing, another person walking out of the car caused them to be dumbstruck.

Shen Yun personally went to open the door, respectfully welcoming a young man in a well-ironed suit.

As the young man stood firm on his feet, Shen Yun walked over naturally and took his arm in hers.

The young man and woman strode through the front door of the National Theatre.

It was only when countless reporters followed the steps of the male and female protagonists and swarmed into the theater that the crowd outside finally reacted.

"What's going on? "Who was that man just now?"

"This is too despicable, too disgraceful. He actually got my goddess to open the door for him herself. I'm going to kill him!"

"Why do I have an ominous premonition? Could it be that our little princess is going to become that guy's little princess?"

The clamor outside the theater lasted for a long time. The onlookers were only concerned about who would appear. Even though they got the answer, they didn't disperse. Instead, they gathered more and more.

Shen Yun might be getting married soon.

This was definitely an explosive news that could turn the entire Han City, or even the entire peninsula upside down.

After all, Shen Yun was a female celebrity that was crafted with all her might by the Youth Entertainment, and it was even rumored that she was going to be associated with the Vice President and the Young Master.

Such a woman who was renowned in the South Korea and had a power that was as great as the heavens was actually walking into the National Theatre with a young man that no one knew on her arm. It would be strange if the outside world did not explode.

Of course, the clamor outside did not affect the National Theatre.

All the journalists from the media were present in the entire South Korea because they had heard from the spokesperson of Youth Entertainment that Shen Yun was in a public relationship.

Oh, no, it was a public marriage.

After so many hours of waiting and sitting in the National Theatre for a long time, the only thing that came to mind was this sentence.

"Shen Yun will get married to Mr. Ye Shen Ye at the Han City International Hotel at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, Miss Shen."

When the CEO of Youth Entertainment stood on the stage during the press conference and announced the news …

Even though everyone was prepared in their hearts, they still couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

Shen Yun was really getting married!

Who was Ye Shen?

The reporters sitting in the audience stands could no longer suppress their impulses. They dashed to the front of the rostrum and surrounded Shen Yun so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out.

The reason why he asked all these questions was actually because this group of reporters wanted to satisfy their gossiping hearts.

Unfortunately, those questions were destined to have no answers.

As for the wife of the young mistress of Shen Family, Shen Cunmao, as the spokesperson for the outside world, she had only used a single glance to make those restless journalists resentful and shut their mouths.

"Miss Shen, can I ask Mr. Ye Shen Ye to answer a few questions for us?"

The smart people in the reporters had said what they should be most concerned about.

It was only then that a smile appeared on the face of Young Mistress Shen Family, and she said: "Mr. Ye Shen Ye from China, is currently conversing with a distinguished guest from China, please calm down."

In fact, she didn't even need to say "don't be impatient" to calm down. Those reporters were all stunned by the information revealed by her words and fell silent.

Shen Yun's new husband was a Chinese.

Little Princess of South Korea actually wanted to marry a Chinese!

But the problem was, how could Shen Yun marry another one — He's here!

While the reporters were still in shock, they saw Shen Yun and Ambassador Liu, the young man who walked into the theater arm in arm, walk towards the reception desk from the back.

Since Ambassador Liu was here, he was naturally clear about the power of Shen Family.

It was reasonable for the great golden wedding of Shen Family to be held in front of him.

It made sense for him to be present on the day of the wedding and to give his blessing.

But now, there was such an illogical thing.

That was, before the wedding had even started, Shen Family had invited him to the wedding press conference to speak as a witness.

When Ambassador Liu received the invitation, his heart was filled with doubts. He also secretly came to the National Theater this morning to observe the situation.

Until the appearance of Ye Shen, Ambassador Liu gradually noticed a trace of clues.

At that time, he was standing in front of a window on the second floor of the theater. When he looked down and saw Lee Nanfang's face, he felt a sense of familiarity.

As a high-ranking diplomatic official, his ability to know how to treat people was definitely extraordinary.

This was a Chinese diplomatic tradition passed down from the older generation of great man with the surname Zhou.

Back then, in a diplomatic event, Great Master Zhou had faced over a hundred foreign friends whom he had never met before. After walking back and forth, he had already memorized their names, identities, appearances.2

This was why, later on, when China was selecting diplomatic officials, it valued this ability.

The moment Ambassador Liu saw Lee Nanfang, he confirmed that Lee Nanfang was Chinese and immediately organized the relevant information in his mind.

There was only one possibility left for all external personnel to be eliminated, for all high ranking South Korea officials to be eliminated, and for all the relatives and friends of his fellow countrymen to be eliminated.

This young man had definitely made some sort of contribution to the motherland, and his image had been spread throughout the Chinese diplomatic service all over the world.

After confirming such a clue, Ambassador Liu's thoughts gradually became clearer.

"British Island, Lee Nanfang."

Ambassador Liu almost blurted out these two words. He quickly turned his head to the assistant beside him and instructed: "Find the information about Lee Nanfang and compare it with that young man in detail."

"Yes."

"Wait, go and take another recent photo of that young man. Send it back to the country for verification."

"Yes."

Carefully, Ambassador Liu used a two-way test to confirm that the young man who walked into the National Theatre with Shen Yun on his arm was none other than Lee Nanfang.

However, when he just confirmed Lee Nanfang's identity, Shen Cunmao brought the person in front of him and introduced him with the name "Ye Shen", Ambassador Liu was stunned again.

While talking and laughing with Shen Cunmao to congratulate him, he observed Lee Nanfang's expression carefully and found that this guy didn't seem to be in a particularly good mood.

Lee Nanfang was indeed in a bad mood.

He originally thought that it would be a matter of a year's worth of work for the Shen Family s, but he never expected that they would actually hold a press conference.

Sure, Shen Yun isn't an ordinary person. No matter what, she is Little Princess of South Korea.

He kidnapped the princess and used the form of a press conference to inform the arrogant citizens of South Korea. There was nothing wrong with that.

Lee Nanfang tolerated it.

But as soon as he entered the National Theatre, Shen Cunmao brought him to see Ambassador Liu.

Scumbag Lee complained in his heart: "If the news of Shen Yun and I getting married were to spread to Huaxia, with Yue Zitong leading the group of women, wouldn't they directly skin me three times?"

His mood was reflected on his face, especially when he noticed that Ambassador Liu was using a probing gaze to observe him. He felt his hair stand on end.

Don't say you know me, don't --

"Mr. Ye, did anyone say that you look very similar to a certain young talent in China?"

Scumbag Lee was still wailing in his heart and was about to collapse from Ambassador Liu's question.

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