All the early memories in Shen Rongxuan's mind suddenly came to life like lightning. He could not have been more impressed by the place in the photo - this was Prince Shang's Mansion. He had just graduated from college, and his newlywed wife had just entered Prince Shang's Mansion. As a tutor, he was often invited to the mansion to play. Later, when he found out about his wife, Prince Shang, he was full of shame, anger and humiliation, and personally entered the house to take her back...

This girl sitting leisurely by the lake is of course not his wife. But Shen Rongxuan is too familiar with her - he even met her yesterday.

This is Shang Xiaojun!

This is the "most talented woman in Donglin University" who entered Prince Shang's Mansion as a tutor with his wife, Shang Xiaojun!

What does she want to do? Especially, what does she mean by sending such a photo of Prince Shang's Mansion? What does she want to imply to herself?

…

Shen Rongxuan subconsciously put the photo back on the table and looked to the side as if he had a ghost in his heart. However, in the large office, except for his secretary sitting across from him, there was no one else.

His face was already a little pale. He slowly took out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat on the bridge of his nose, and then put it back calmly.

Shen Rongxuan looked at the photo while analyzing the possibility of the group of people opening the letter recognizing the heroine in the photo. After analyzing for a while, he thought it was unlikely that the people below would recognize the heroine in the photo. It's unlikely that people would even recognize the place in the photo.

It's too old, and Shang Xiaojun is not a famous person. The only people who can recognize this photo now are probably a few Donglin University classmates. The people opening the letter below are all young people, it's impossible .

...The reason why this letter passed through five levels and reached six generals directly is probably because of this photo. Although the people below could not recognize who it was, at least the letter was delivered to me. ...Then what do they think? They shouldn't guess that this is some kind of lover from their early years!

Thinking of this, Shen Rongxuan stared coldly at Shang Xiaojun in the photo, feeling a sense of unknown anger. However, he was helpless for a moment.

He folder the photos and letters and put them in the drawer. Then he looked at his watch. It was already eleven o'clock in the morning.

He called his secretary over.

"Check my schedule," he ordered, "and see if I can spare half an hour today at noon or afternoon."

When the secretary heard him say the word "today", she immediately showed an embarrassed expression. However, she still picked up her schedule and said:

“Sir, from 11:30 to 12:15 noon, you will have lunch with the American Ambassador;

From 12:20 noon to 1:30 pm, you will meet with the Chancellor of the Exchequer;

From 1:35 pm to 2:10 pm, you have to rest;

From 2:15 to 3:30 pm, you will meet with the Secretary of War;

From 3:35 to 3:50 in the afternoon, you will meet with representatives of the Russian Socialist-Revolutionary Party government-in-exile in Nanjing;

From 3:50 to 5:00 in the afternoon, if you want your wife to come with you, please invite the British Ambassador and his wife to have afternoon tea;

From 5:10 pm to 6:00 pm, you will meet with the Minister of Industry and the Minister of Commerce;

From 6:10 to 8:00 in the evening, you will attend a dinner for the Belarusian nobles and ladies of Nanjing, as well as representatives of the Russian Socialist Revolutionary Party, generals of the White Guards, as well as ambassadors and ambassadors from Britain, France, the United States, Germany and other countries. lady;

After the dinner, you will chair a cabinet meeting...

Sir, look..."

Shen Rongxuan waved his hand, took the schedule and read it himself, and then ordered:

"The meeting with the Socialist-Revolutionaries is temporarily cancelled. In addition, the afternoon tea is shortened by fifteen minutes. The free half hour will be arranged between four and five o'clock. Okay, you can go out first. I will make a private phone call."

The secretary agreed, turned around and left with the schedule in hand.

…

Shen Rongxuan leaned on the wide backrest, let out a long breath, and covered his face with his hands.
Chapter completed!