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CHAPTER XXXI


Hua Ting opened her eyes.

It's raining again in winter.

Dark clouds are pouring down from the sky outside the window, followed by a dull thunder and a heavy downpour.

The whole world seems to be soaked in a pool of filthy water.

The sky is brighter in the morning.

But it was as dark as six o'clock in the evening.

Thunderstorms like this are the most depressing.

A loud sneeze completely woke Hua Ting up, as if she had caught a cold.

She rubbed her itchy nose and got out of bed.

"You said the shooter was a woman" She retracted the foot that had just stepped out of the door, feeling something bad in her heart.

Although Bai Qihong's voice sounded calm, his tone seemed to be filled with anger.

"Yes, and he shot with his left hand."

"Left Hand" Bai Qihong's tone seemed to be more certain, "Why didn't she take your life?"

"I'm not sure about this.

Maybe the bullet missed."

Bai Qihong knew it well, "Okay, you can go back."

"Yes, Mr.

Bai."

"Axiang," Bai Qihong angrily tightened his grip on the cigar between his fingers as the man's footsteps faded away, "go get Hua Ting down for me."

When Hua Ting consciously came down the stairs, she saw Bai Qihong's half-smiling and half-not-smiling face.

She was prepared to be scolded, or at worst, grounded.

She had long been used to it.

"What did you do last night?"

Even at home, Bai Qihong's mouth revealed a sarcastic smile without any concealment.

"My mother and I were watching a show at the Juxintang Teahouse last night.

What happened?"

For the sake of freedom, Hua Ting was still willing to take a gamble on Mrs.

Bai.

"Watching a show."

Bai Qihong was obviously surprised by Hua Ting's answer.

He cast his eyes on Mrs.

Bai who was bringing a pot of lily and barley porridge to the table, "You were at Juxintang last night."

"Well," Madam Bai didn't look at him and poured some of the lily and barley porridge into an empty bowl beside her.

"I wanted Hua Ting to watch two plays with me, but I didn't expect it was already 11 o'clock." "11 o'clock" Thinking that he rarely had time to watch the theater with Mrs.

Bai due to his busy schedule recently, Bai Qihong calmed down his emotions slightly out of guilt, "Has Hua Ting ever left your sight?"

"No."

Mrs.

Bai brought the porridge in front of him.

The tone is perfect and flawless.

Mrs.

Xu Shibai had never lied in front of him, and her words alone made Bai Qihong suppress his anger.

But he still couldn't figure out, apart from his daughter Hua Ting, which woman in Shanghai would dare to ruin his affairs?

Paramount without Zhao Yiran is obviously much bleaker than before.

It is said that she took half a month's leave specifically to take care of the inspector who was recuperating at home.

In this short half month, she was afraid that the man in Paramount would fall ill.

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Hua Ting went to her home once with Zhao Yiran's good sister, it was in a tube building not far from Paramount.

The inspector's injury has been mostly healed, but because he missed the best time for treatment that day, the ribs on the upper right side of his chest became inflamed.

The symptoms of rib swelling and shortness of breath would appear with just a little exertion, so even if the gunshot wound was mostly healed, The inspector couldn't get out of bed for the time being, so he could only lie down and sit half down while talking to everyone.

It was also the first time that Hua Ting saw Zhao Yiran outside Paramount.

He was wearing a simple off-white shirt and khaki velvet trousers.

The color matched perfectly with the inspector.

The two of them were sitting together as if they were wearing couple's clothes. .

Hua Ting sincerely joked that the two of them looked like a couple.

The inspector sounded very satisfied and held Zhao Yiran's hand tightly and refused to let go.

Although Zhao Yiran's room was rented in such a dilapidated tube building and the furnishings were simple, it still had a romantic atmosphere after some modifications by her.

The room is a 50-square-meter semicircular space.

The surrounding stone walls are all covered with brocade.

Even the roof is separated by embroidered felt.

There are a pair of brass candlesticks and a small lamp made of stacked shells placed on the table next to the window sill.

On the edge, a string of colorful wind chimes hangs upside down on the window gallery.

Especially when the wind passes by, the wind chimes make a crisp and melodious tinkling sound, which is quite the style of a girl's boudoir.

But what attracted Hua Ting was not these romantic baubles, but the two pots of asparagus with red fruits on the windowsill.

This made her even more convinced that Zhao Yiran was the cinnabar mole in Bai Qihong's heart back then. , of course, is also a ray of bright moonlight in front of Cai Bingrong's bed.

Such a beautiful woman should have a few pots of lavender or roses in her house, but she doesn't like lilies and roses, and only prefers asparagus.

The reason is surprisingly simple.

Mosquito bites, and the smell of asparagus is not only fresh and sweet, but also has insect repellent effect.

It is both shade-tolerant and sun-loving, and is easy to cultivate.

So, Bai Qihong's planting of asparagus is undoubtedly because he loves the house to death, or it may be a common way of showing affection.

After all, Zhao Yiran has been away from Shanghai for nearly ten years, so he has no choice but to see things and miss his feelings.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when a middle-aged male doctor wearing round glasses came to check and change the dressing, Hua Ting revealed part of her past with Bai Qihong from Zhao Yiran.

It turns out that Zhao Yiran was not born and raised in Shanghai, his hometown is in Tonglu County, Hangzhou.

Ten years ago, she came to Shanghai alone and became a famous female singer in a small dance hall jointly owned by several foreign businessmen.

At that time, Shanghai did not have the large-scale Paramount, nor did it have the sponsorship of gorgeous clothes and rouge and gouache. , Zhao Yiran relied on his unique husky singing voice to attract a large number of male fans in the prosperous land of Shanghai, including Bai Qihong and Cai Bingrong.

At that time, Zhao Yiran and Bai Qihong, who had just started to develop their careers, had a good impression of each other.

Over time, the two of them secretly developed feelings for each other.

But just now, Zhao Yiran received the news that her mother was forcing her to marry.

She wanted to take this opportunity to bring Bai Qihong with her.

Qihong went back to his hometown in Hangzhou to tell his parents about their relationship and bought a boat ticket for him early in the morning.

However, Zhao Yiran did not wait for the person she wanted to wait for that night.

Instead, Cai Bingrong sent a message saying that it was Bai Qihong who wanted to wait.

She got on the boat on time and admitted that she had let her down.

So Zhao Yiran embarked on a journey home with tears in his eyes, and he left for ten years.

In the past ten years, she obeyed her parents and married the son of a famous landlord Wang in Tonglu County.

Although this landlord Wang's family was extremely wealthy, his son was nothing but a medicine pot.

Although Zhao Yiran was well married in their county, he was actually taking care of the landlord king's frail and sick son.

They were just like what they showed in most TV dramas.

Even though they slept together in the name of husband and wife, it didn't work.

The reality of husband and wife.

Zhao Yiran has fulfilled the responsibilities of a wife.

For nine years, she has never left this delicate and frail medicine jar.

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It was not until his unfortunate death the year before last that Zhao Yiran set foot on this oriental treasure land again.

Not to mention why Zhao Yiran returned to Shanghai, in short, she got acquainted with the prosecutor who was known as "just and honest" because of a street robbery case.

The two quickly fell in love because they got the bright spots in each other.

Falling in love begins a new journey of life.

Before leaving, Hua Ting suddenly remembered something very important.

"Sister Yiran, do you know any other men named Bai besides Bai Qihong?"

Zhao Yiran shook his head.

The surname Bai is already rare, let alone in Shanghai.

Who dares to call himself Bai except Bai Qihong?

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