Surprise! Tyrant's Little Crybaby Went on a Killing Spree After Being Reborn Chapter 52 I’m Willing to Be The First to Go On Stage

Chapter 52 I’m Willing to Be The First to Go On Stage

52 I’m Willing to Be The First to Go On Stage
The pleasure boat was divided into four floors. Shen Yaowei’s seat was on the third floor with the most nobles and was closest to the railing.
She had just sat down when she felt a special gaze on her.
She looked up at the fourth floor and saw that the fourth floor was filled with cubicles. There was a gauze curtain at the door of the cubicles, so she could not see who was sitting behind it.
“Yaoyao, almost everyone is here now. Do you think there’s a good-looking young master?” Shen Yuyan said to Shen Yaowei persistently.
Shen Yaowei looked around and realized that almost every seat on the third floor was occupied. She looked down again.
Most of the people sitting on the second floor were officials and ordinary nobles. The first floor was filled with commoners.
At this moment, the Dragon Lake Meeting was about to begin, and the pleasure boat was noisy and lively.
“Third Brother, what do you think of that woman?” Shen Yaowei’s gaze stopped on a girl in a purple dress on the second floor.
Shen Yuyan casually looked in the direction Shen Yaowei was pointing. “Not bad.”
“Then how about letting her be my sister-in-law?” Shen Yaowei asked with a smile.
Shen Yuyan had just taken a sip of tea and almost spat it out. “Yaoyao, you can’t joke about this. I don’t intend to get married in my life.”
As he spoke, he looked deeply at the girl opposite him.
He had said that he would spend the rest of his life guarding Yaoyao. He could no longer promise another woman the same thing.
Shen Yuyan did not notice the deeper meaning in Shen Yuyan’s eyes and snorted. “If you don’t plan to get married, Father won’t agree either. Silly brother, Father will break your legs.”
Shen Yuyan was amused by Shen Yaowei’s slightly shaking head. He picked up a piece of cream pastry and stuffed it into her small mouth. “We came out in a hurry this morning, and you didn’t eat breakfast. Eat something first.”
The fragrance of milk spread in her mouth. Shen Yaowei immediately narrowed her eyes in satisfaction and ate with a smile.
This scene fell perfectly into the eyes of the man sitting behind the veil.
The small cubicle was filled with a cold aura. Yan Bei felt the coldness coming from Huo Junhan and could not help but look at Shen Yaowei, who was feeding Shen Yuyan on the third floor below.
Even he found that scene beautiful and dazzling, let alone his master.
“M-Master, should we go and greet Miss Shen?” Yan Bei asked carefully.
His master was really too much.
He had never participated in the Dragon Lake Meeting, but he had to attend today.
Wasn’t he here for Miss Shen?
Now, he was sitting here alone.
Huo Junhan glanced at Yan Bei coldly. “You’ve been talking a lot recently. If you continue, I think there’s no need for your tongue.”
Yan Bei immediately raised his hand and slapped himself, then retreated to the side.
Huo Junhan looked at Shen Yaowei again, and he watched as she handed a handkerchief to Shen Yuyan, gesturing for him to wipe his mouth. Huo Junhan tightened his grip on the teacup.
Seeing that the good blue and white porcelain teacup was slowly turning to dust in Huo Junhan’s hand, Yan Bei swallowed and silently took a step back.
At that moment, a deep male voice suddenly sounded from the first floor.
“Welcome to the Dragon Lake Meeting. I’m in charge of organizing it this time. Thank you for your support.”
Shen Yaowei heard the sound and immediately looked down. She saw King Zhenbei standing in the middle of an empty floor.
“Everyone knows that I’m a martial artist and don’t know how to play with literature and ink. I hope that everyone will eat, drink, and have fun today. Let’s cut to the chase. I hereby announce the official start of the Dragon Lake Meeting. Next, let’s proceed to the first segment: Talent Competition. Who is willing to be the first to go on stage?”
“I’m willing to be the first to go on stage!” Just as King Zhenbei finished speaking, Su Baohua’s voice sounded.